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I got the will of a fighter,

all i need is a spark to light her,

cut off my forearms, here's the twist,

like Rza i'll blacksmith my own iron fists,

many have left without ever having bought

a ride to slide down or a second though,

the few who, no matter what i do,

roam my dreams when it's AM of two,

all i want is to make you smile

like i used to, passed the trial,

now it's the path where it forks to three,

which way i travel is up to me,

even if currently i'm still undecided,

with you i wish we weren't divided,

i'd rather not know and still have hope,

then know you don't and have no hope.