Bully Boy

you knocked me off my feet and i fell face first on the concrete i took a blow to the limbs i didn't even know him there's no point in hiding the hate that you confide in the pain that you call your own there's no point in shying from the fists that are flying the boy is on his own you looked me in the eye i bet you thought i was paralysed i took a blow to the chest now i've been underestimated there's no point in hiding the hate that you confide in the pain that you call your own there's no point in shying from the fists that are flying the boy is on his own i'll fight you to the death i'll fight you to the death