Razor The Pugilist
You said I was mad, you said I'm insane You said It couldn't be done You want me to lose, you want me to die Don't wont me to ruin your fun I'm making a stand, I'm taking a chance I'm living the dreams I had I've got my own rules, and I'll decide If they're good or if they're bad Live fast, die young If you stand in my way, if you get in my face You'll meet the real me If you're bringing me down, if you're pissing me off You'll be shocked at what you see I'II write it in blood, I'II pull out my blade I'II carve it into your chest And it will appear, the message clear I am the Pugilist Emotional stress, you've put me through You put me to the test No sleep at night, awake for days You robbed me of my rest What kind of a fool, did you take me for? You thought I wouldn't mind! Get out of my life, get out of my world I don't need your f..cking kind! I will pay you back in spades I will sharpen all my blades I'II haunt you at night, I'll terrorize I'II phone but I won't talk I'II find you at work, I'll find you at home I'II find you around the block I will destroy, I'll devastate You'll live in misery I'II rob your fun, I'II steel your smile I'II never let you be
