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Yeah the lights go dim
and the profits roll in
but who stands out on the canvas
who's is it, mine or your
Fight!
yeah the risk is fair
yeah the crowd's all there
but the bead is drawn on who
does blood and sweat come out of you?
Fight!
yeah i'm on top
but i'm in hock
and who's fault is mine
right?
Fight!! Promoter!
they don't care
to see me there
only when I'm good
only then I'm good
now the dream is over
my ears my face
lost in teh chase
yeah
you and your mansion
a little kid, he grows up
and remembers me
not you
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