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