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Old 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.
