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Fight hard, creature's approaching to pick out the chosen, wipe out the few Shake off, the breath of the breathless the needle is poking, promises left untrue Beat off, the shields are down take cover and lurch low, down on the ground Stay hare, provisions in mind reality present, fantasy to find NO BULLSHIT Searching for the kismet in my life It's time, I've the right to gain Searching for the kismet in my life It's time, I've the right to pain Case for the broke and the broken So rich its defined and no payment is due Weak law is left unspoken If lost I'll break, I've got nothing left to lose Strip down, confess your sins Leave it to me I'll fill it in Cleanse your soul, make room for more Somebody's knocking, I'll open the door NO BULLSHIT From Letras Mania