Can feel your back kick
Just tearing my spine apart
And feel your elbow
Completing the concussion strike
I'm down, down, down, down
And I can't wait, to hit the floor
And I can't wait
Your fist in my face
That's what I called for
Can see the blood stains
But you know I don't mind the sore
I can't feel the pain no more
Just kick me out the back door
I've been a bad boy
But I know that now I'll have to pay
You can teach me a lesson
And I'll never be the same again
And I can't wait, to hit the floor
And I can't wait
I can't feel the pain no more
Just kick me out the back door
I've been a bad boy
But I know that now I'll have to pay
You can teach me a lesson
And I'll never be the same again
I'm still breathing
But you can knock my teeth out
I'm really crumbling
But I can take another round
I'm down, down, down, down
I can't feel the pain no more
Just kick me out the back door
I've been a bad boy
But I know that now I'll have to pay
You can teach me a lesson
And I'll never be the same again
And I can't wait, to hit the floor
And I can't wait, no more
And I can't wait, to hit the floor
And I can't wait
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