Bully Boy - Shed Seven

You knocked me off my feet

And I fell face first on the concrete

I took a blow to the limbs

I didnt even know him

Theres no point in hiding

The hate that you confide in The pain that you call your own

Theres no point in shying

From the fists that are flying

The boy is on his own

You looked me in the eye

I bet you thought I was paralysed

I took a blow to the chest

Now Ive been underestimated

Theres no point in hiding

The hate that you confide in The pain that you call your own

Theres no point in shying

From the fists that are flying

The boy is on his own

Ill fight you to the death

Ill fight you to the death