One Hell Of A Prize Fighter

Album cover art for "One Hell Of A Prize Fighter" by Eighteen Visions & Howard Jones (Rock)

Eighteen Visions & Howard Jones (Rock) - Rock, Metalcore

One Hell Of A Prize Fighter

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"Why did you kill her?" "She was talking shit." And I can't see why you're crying loud Right down the street you're walking proud You fiend, you crave, you're tripping now So in the street you're lying down Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt The sun strikes back (Breathing) To burn you down (Melting) And in your room (Wasted) You're in full bloom And I told you, you're going down Yeah, I told you, you're going down Yeah, I told you, you're going down I told you, you're going down You spit a mouthful of lies Another spirit dies I'm going to soften you up You spit a mouthful of lies I cut you under the eyes You're just here for the serving Go Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt Wasted down on the couch Wasted now you're in doubt Scatter brained and hopeless, you're so godless and sick Scatter brained and hopeless, you're so godless and sick No friends, adjust No friends, adjust Scatter brained and hopeless, you're so godless and sick Well, here's your misery Bite down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to breath another day Well, here's your misery Bite down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to see another day And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch in your river And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch in your river I told you right from the start I had to settle the score You were gonna get it I think you spoke too soon, it's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon, it's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction You came to me in acid bath Come clean, you fucking junkie I'm going to throw you away You came to me in acid bath Come clean, you fucking sellout I'm going to put you away I think you spoke too soon, it's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon, it's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction

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Producers
  • Greg Koller