Fighting Fool

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Down the valley, down the road You're hunting me cause I got mad Behaving like a psychopath I think I'm strong, I think I'm tough You come so near, you come so close Right up in front of my nose You raise your fist against my brow I turn around and shout out loud You are an asshole, you are a wanker Fighting fool! Then, I wake up wet all around I hear this strange messing sound Jumping out of my bed I go and see whatÕs fucking that A shadow there behind the door You're standing still on the floor You raise a knife against my brow I turn around and shout out loud You are an asshole, you are a wanker Fighting fool! Then, one day later you're not gone You talk to me like IÕm your son Preaching, teaching, moral shit I take an axe, what a hit Lying there dead to the bone You're gone so I have won Now I raise my fist to you Don't fuck with me thatÕs the clue You are an asshole, you are a wanker I Should have not!!