The Way Of The Fist - Five Finger Death Punch




Break that shit down

Zoltan, open the sky



You want it, you got it

Everything you needed and more

You said it, I heard it

Careful what you wish for

Deleted, defeated

Everything you've ever been

No mercy



It's the way of the fist

Strapped with rage

Got no patience for victims



Sick and tired

Of the whole fuckin world

I don't remember asking you

About your imperfections



You might win one battle



But know this, I'll win the fuckin war

End of the goddamn road, right

Step to me, step to me, motherfucker

Zip your lip, you've run out of time



Step to me, step to me, motherfucker

Talk the talk now, walk the damn line

Deserve it, you earned it



Got yourself a fuckin war

Believe it, you need it

Face down on the fuckin floor

I hate it, can't take it



Wanna break your fuckin bones

No mercy, you faggot

Should have left it all alone



Strapped with rage

Got no patience for victims

Sick and tired

Of the whole fuckin world



I don't remember asking you

About your imperfections



You might win one battle

But know this, I'll win the fuckin war

As you crash and burn

One, two, fuck you, right

Step to me, step to me, motherfucker

Zip your lip, you've run out of time

Step to me, step to me, motherfucker

Talked the talk now, walk the damn line

Step to me, step to me, motherfucker

Shut your face, it's your turn to die

Step to me, step to me, anybody

Talk the shit, your ass is mine

I don't remember asking you

About your imperfections

You might win one battle

But know this, I'll win the fucking war



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