| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
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| Scars of a soldier
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| And the hands of a working man
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| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
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| Scars of a soldier
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| And the hands of a working man
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| There’s something to be said of the gutter
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| There’s something to be said of the grave
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| There’s something to be said for the better
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| I’m just trying to find my fucking way
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| I’ve never been perfect
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| But who the fuck are you to judge
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| This is how I release my rage
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| I give absolutely no fucks
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| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
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| Scars of a soldier
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| And the hands of a working man
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| You still question my choices
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| Always talking but have nothing to say
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| You kept taking the best and the worst out of me
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| When the tide wasn’t turning my way
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| If I was homeless
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| If I was dead or in a fucking cell
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| You wouldn’t shed one fucking tear
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| I know the story all to well
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| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
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| Scars of a soldier
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| And the hands of a working man
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| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
|
| Scars of a soldier
|
| And the hands of a working man
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| I’ve got the fists of a fighter
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| Heart of a warrior
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| Scars of a soldier
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| And the hands of a working man |