Ian Has Opinion - Fight with Fire

Lyrics (there might not be completely right-things can get accidentally changed while recording):

They think that I'm small
A fox in the wood
A hawk or an eagle could carry me too
(The presidents son)

Your son
Am i just your son
Born within these walls to a war that wasn't won
A crayon colored suit
A team of men by our side
I was betrayed
I was there when you cried
I supported your lies

But you still make fun
Of a fox in the wood
But foxes are sly and cunning
Nothing like you
Temper short like a wolf
you howled an election
you flew too close to the sun
Your wings and your pride caught live wire
you went down in fire

This is my home
It's the place that I was born
But I'm more than a child of your storybook war
I was there every step of the way
I was an asset, an ally, your protege
Blood runs thicker than water
I spilled blood in your slaughter
And still you believe that I would betray

How come you never trusted fire
You never trusted fire

you call me a child
but you think like a kid
no one can know that things that I did
I'm get back my home
You won't get to know
I'm not standing in your shadows I'm casting my own
with the light of a fire

But I am sorry niki
For the things that I did
If we had won
We'd have been the best presidents
But we didn't win
So I guess this is it
You fight with your words
and I'll watch the flag burn

Foxes are cunning
And foxes are sly
I have plan and I have a reason why
don't you see what this is
Our flag is tinder for Manburg's funeral pyre
I fight with fire

They think that I'm small
A fox in the wood
but a fox has a spark
And the fire that that spark starts
I'm not just your son
I'll win a war that you never won
with Fire