Living in a basic pride.

But somewhere deep inside

I know you died.

You fucking animal.

Look at you, disgusting with your savage glow.

And pound for pound

Blow for blow,

You take it toe to toe

With every battered bruise.

Living for the next bloody beating

To keep yourself amused... alive.

It's some amazing spectacle you've still survived.

Bloodied tooth.

Sullied skin.

Beady eyes.

Purple rings.

Busted jaw.

Broken teeth.

Bleeding shin

Crippled chunk of meat.

Battered... beat.

And you live it, love it.

Never quite above it.

How I envy all your humble rumbles.

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