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Eighteen Visions
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One Hell of a Prize Fighter
Lyricist:Keith Barney, Kenneth Floyd, James Stephen Hart, Mick Morris, Brandan Sebastian Schieppati
And I can't see why you're crying loud Right down the street you're walking proud You fiend, you crave you're tripping now So in the street you're lying down
Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt
The sun strikes back, breathing To burn you down, melting And in your room, wasted You're in full bloom
I told you you're going down I told you you're going down I told you you're going down Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But I told you you're going down
You spit a mouthful of lies Another spirit dies I'm gonna soften you up You spit a mouthful of lies I cut you under the eyes You're just here for the serving
Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt
Scatter brained and hopeless You're so Godless and sick Scatter brained and hopeless You're so Godless and sick [Incomprehensible] Scatter brained and hopeless You're so Godless and sick
Well, here's your misery Bite down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to breath another day
Well, here's your misery Bite down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to breath another day
And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you in your river
And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you in your river
I told you right from the start I had to settle the score You were gonna get it
I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction
You came to me in acid bath come clean You fucking junkie I'm gonna throw you away You came to me in acid bath come clean You fucking sellout I'm gonna put you away
I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction
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