All the Battles I've Faught- by: unknown forgotten

Kill the referee
His decision is wrong
I'm slicing all the ankles I can get my knife on
I still won't win this game

They handed me a shovel
Told me to dig through the concrete
Well holding this handle and scraping only sparks
I'm looking for something real tonight

Where they go we don't know
Walk that road
The cars been towed
I guess we'll walk home alone

I guess somewhere along the way
I lost my train of thought
And then I lost my train of thought