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Ferraby Lionheart – The Fighter lyrics
I was a fighter
The fight was in my blood
I was a bull two fists like the side of a mountain
I was hungry
They shaped my heart into a knot
It's all I've got I've turned into a shark
Something isn't right in me today
I can feel the beating of my heart
I don't want to fight no more
I've lost the will I hate the gore
I'm not the brooding man you used to know
I don't want to fight no more
There's nothing left I'm out the door
I stumble in the ring to pay the rent
I was a fighter
Those days are over now
I won't turn back
I changed my mitts for cherry pits
Something isn't right in me today
I can feel the beating of my heart
I don't want to fight no more
I've lost the will I hate the gore
I'm not the brooding man you used to know
I don't want to fight no more
There's nothing left I'm out the door
I stumble in the ring to pay the rent
What could we possibly say
I don't like this day
That will give me strength to win again
Just like the good old days
A champ from the streets
A brute from the beat
A great iron man
The fight was in my blood
I was a bull two fists like the side of a mountain
I was hungry
They shaped my heart into a knot
It's all I've got I've turned into a shark
Something isn't right in me today
I can feel the beating of my heart
I don't want to fight no more
I've lost the will I hate the gore
I'm not the brooding man you used to know
I don't want to fight no more
There's nothing left I'm out the door
I stumble in the ring to pay the rent
I was a fighter
Those days are over now
I won't turn back
I changed my mitts for cherry pits
Something isn't right in me today
I can feel the beating of my heart
I don't want to fight no more
I've lost the will I hate the gore
I'm not the brooding man you used to know
I don't want to fight no more
There's nothing left I'm out the door
I stumble in the ring to pay the rent
What could we possibly say
I don't like this day
That will give me strength to win again
Just like the good old days
A champ from the streets
A brute from the beat
A great iron man
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