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Heated words exchanged outside Fight their way out as beasts collide It's broken bones in the parking lot From acts of fear and not from thought This frame that used to be a refuge Bears asylum for abuse Knuckles, a forced replacement for Hard-working minds and vocal chords And as the temperatures rise The crowd becomes a great divide And when I look inside I find Nothing you could do could bring me down to you I will fight the good fight, and I'll fight it my own way Broken bone parking lots, cut-outs, cheap shots I will fight the good fight, and I'll fight it my own way I refuse to join a side Won't be a part of this decline Knuckles are not replacement for Hard-working minds and vocal chords And as the temperatures rise The crowd becomes a great divide Letras de cancionesAnd when I look inside I find I don't need bloodstains on my hands to make me feel like I'm a man Fuck brute force, hostility, head high I choose to keep my peace I don't need bloodstains on my hands Nothing that you could do could bring me down to you I will fight the good fight, and I'll fight it my own way Broken bone parking lots, cut-outs, cheap shots I will fight the good fight, and I'll fight it my own way And I'll fight it my own way From Letras Mania