The Fighter - Ferraby Lionheart

I was a fighter

The fight was in my blood

I was a bull two fists like the side of a mountain

I was hungry

They shaped my heart into a knot

It's all I've got I've turned into a shark

Something isn't right in me today

I can feel the beating of my heart

I don't want to fight no more

I've lost the will I hate the gore

I'm not the brooding man you used to know

I don't want to fight no more

There's nothing left I'm out the door

I stumble in the ring to pay the rent

I was a fighter

Those days are over now

I won't turn back

I changed my mitts for cherry pits

Something isn't right in me today

I can feel the beating of my heart

I don't want to fight no more

I've lost the will I hate the gore

I'm not the brooding man you used to know

I don't want to fight no more

There's nothing left I'm out the door

I stumble in the ring to pay the rent

What could we possibly say

I don't like this day

That will give me strength to win again

Just like the good old days

A champ from the streets

A brute from the beat

A great iron man