You knocked me off my feet
And I fell face first on the concrete
I took a blow to the limbs
I didn't even know him
There's no point in hiding
The hate you confide in
The pain that you call your own
There's no point in shying
From fists that are flying
The boy is on his own
You looked me in the eyes
I bet you thought I was paralysed
I took a blow to the chest
Now I've been underestimated
There's no point in hiding
The hate you confide in
The pain that you call your own
There's no point in shying
From fists that are flying
The boy is on his own
There's no point in hiding
The hate you confide in
The pain that you call your own
There's no point in shying
From fists that are flying
The boy is on his own.
I'll fight you to the death
I'll fight you to the death
I'll fight you to the death
I'll fight you to the death
I'll fight you to the death
I'll fight you to the death
To the death

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