Draw it in close body
Now it bends, knock out
Take it down, it falls
This has come to pass
Fading, undying
Hate that you've sown
Jaded, undying
This has come to pass
Pain that you've grown
Bend to break, it feels
All you take, body pays
Ribs. Face. Ribs. Face. Ribs. Face
One pound
One pound of flesh
