Fight Beat
Dead set
All that I have
Nothing that you
Would want to put into your hands
No fair
Saying things that I don't want to hear
Cut off your big fat head
Keep it as my souvenir
Yeah, I will tell you once
Yeah, I will tell you once
But I won't tell you twice
No fair
The feeling running through my veins
Give it some loving
Turn around then I'm back again
Me first
Was gonna leave but I stayed instead
All of my anger
Is just your voice drilling in my head
Yeah, I will tell you once
Yeah, I will tell you once
But I won't tell you twice
Dead set
No fair
Cut off your big fat head
Keep it as my souvenir
Yeah, I will tell you once
Yeah, I will tell you once
But I won't tell you twice
