There's two sides that are gonna fight
Both sides know that they are right
No one rememebr what made it start
Both sides no it's the other side's fault
Flying fists
Flying feet
Fighting head on the street
Bones get smashed, blood gets spilled
It's just tough shit when a friend gets killed
A life long fight that has no end
Why mourn a death when there's revenge?
-CHORUS-
After the brawl they still feel the same
With anger sparked they feel no pain
The next time could be the last
The next time could be the last
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