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Punch Fight
Hands on the leather.
Fight fist to fist.
Under the weather.
The storm is this.
Not striking never.
Strike in a blitz.
You won’t remember.
Or survive this.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
So would you rather.
Fight hit or miss.
Then die together.
In violent bliss.
Your courage gathered.
Your final wish.
Fight to the death or.
Fight to darkness.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
Look out, the demon bears are ending the fast.
They are the warriors with malice and mass.
Ursus animus, wrangling wrasse.
Angels of death and Passover’s passed.
It’s time for a punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
It’s a punch fight!
Kodiak knocks out your light.
Punch fight!
The polar has you in his sight.
Punch fight!
Throwing paws brimming with might.
Punch fight!
When the bell rings you’re gonna die.
Fight fist to fist.
Under the weather.
The storm is this.
Not striking never.
Strike in a blitz.
You won’t remember.
Or survive this.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
So would you rather.
Fight hit or miss.
Then die together.
In violent bliss.
Your courage gathered.
Your final wish.
Fight to the death or.
Fight to darkness.
Punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
Look out, the demon bears are ending the fast.
They are the warriors with malice and mass.
Ursus animus, wrangling wrasse.
Angels of death and Passover’s passed.
It’s time for a punch fight!
A grizzly bear is taking your life.
Punch fight!
Though you try to hold on tight.
Punch fight!
You’re never gonna make it alive.
Punch fight!
And the priest says your last rites.
It’s a punch fight!
Kodiak knocks out your light.
Punch fight!
The polar has you in his sight.
Punch fight!
Throwing paws brimming with might.
Punch fight!
When the bell rings you’re gonna die.
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