I'd like to write a letter to you
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And the contents will ensure I was a fool
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I got it all you people here today
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To have you read along the words I can't say
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The words you see I'm pulling my mind
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I scratch the ...you push me in the mud
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I feel sad to say the words here I must fall
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Upon my lips you see I fucking hate you all
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[Chorus]
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat
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A weapon has been drawn upon your face
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Since you were born
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Not been trying to steal with all that currency it's old
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But once you in desires,
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You want to draws your fluids again
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As the heavy thoughts behind
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You slide them on it's not too good
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Then you never think to gaze inside a book
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Or run your eyes across the life it's morning too
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At what point do you think it's time to act
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We'll be alone in muslim door makes a crack
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[Chorus] x 2
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat
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On and on and on,
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But you never come, never play one day
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On and on and on before
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But let you never come, see I hate you all
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On and on for you again
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...beyond faith
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Forward, forward now, outside
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Remind me of a time when we can fight the back
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[Chorus]
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat
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You get up and fight them back
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A fist, a boom and a baseball bat.
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Fight Them Back
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| Steve Mason |
