you
wanna do this
boy?
you
wanna go?
well
let's take it to the mat
Matt
no
need to step outside
I
can change you through combat
I
can mold you in war
I
am the fighter
the
potter
and
you will be a vessel
I
don't fall in love
on
the dance floor
I
fall in love
in
the ring
it's
still about rhythm
rhythm
in our hips and fists
because
that song got it wrong
groove
is in the adrenal glands
fucking
and fighting
got
tangled up in my head
vine
and trellis
the
love and the break up
were
wed in my childhood
getting
along isn't
getting
me hard
sharing
is for ladies and children
kindergarten
niceties
scrapping
is more my speed
because
I am a man
a
passionate man
and
passion is about blood
now
let's draw some
I
only give
through
taking a body
so
bare your knuckles
baby
I
like it raw
you
can have the first crack
but
there's no winning here
I
am the stronger
the
fighter
the
potter
punching
holes in vessels

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