The Way of the Fist Lyrics

Song	The Way of the Fist
Artist	Five Finger Death Punch
Album	The Way Of The Fist
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	作曲 : Bathory ...
	Break that ************t down
	Zoltan, open the sky
	You want it, you got it
	Everything you needed and more
	You said it,
	I heard it
	Careful what you wish for
	Deleted, defeated
	Everything you’ve ever been
	No mercyIt’s the way of the fist
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole *******’ world
	I don’t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I’ll win the *******’ war
	End of the goddamn road, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother******
	Zip your lip, you've run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother******
	Talk the talk now, walk the damn line
	Deserve it, you earned it
	Got yourself a *******’ war
	Believe it, you need it
	Face down on the *******’ floor
	I hate it, can’t take it
	Wanna break your *******’ bones
	No mercy, you *******
	Should have left it all alone
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole *******’ world
	I don’t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I’ll win the *******’ war
	As you crash and burn
	One, two, ******* you, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother******
	Zip your lip, you’ve run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother******
	Talked the talk now, walk the damn line
	Step to me, step to me, mother******
	Shut your face, it’s your turn to die
	Step to me, step to me, anybody
	Talk the ************t, your ass is mine
	I don’t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I'll win the ******* war

	zuo qu : Bathory ...
	Break that t down
	Zoltan, open the sky
	You want it, you got it
	Everything you needed and more
	You said it,
	I heard it
	Careful what you wish for
	Deleted, defeated
	Everything you' ve ever been
	No mercyIt' s the way of the fist
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole ' world
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the ' war
	End of the goddamn road, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Talk the talk now, walk the damn line
	Deserve it, you earned it
	Got yourself a ' war
	Believe it, you need it
	Face down on the ' floor
	I hate it, can' t take it
	Wanna break your ' bones
	No mercy, you
	Should have left it all alone
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole ' world
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the ' war
	As you crash and burn
	One, two, you, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Talked the talk now, walk the damn line
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Shut your face, it' s your turn to die
	Step to me, step to me, anybody
	Talk the t, your ass is mine
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the war

	zuò qǔ : Bathory ...
	Break that t down
	Zoltan, open the sky
	You want it, you got it
	Everything you needed and more
	You said it,
	I heard it
	Careful what you wish for
	Deleted, defeated
	Everything you' ve ever been
	No mercyIt' s the way of the fist
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole ' world
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the ' war
	End of the goddamn road, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Talk the talk now, walk the damn line
	Deserve it, you earned it
	Got yourself a ' war
	Believe it, you need it
	Face down on the ' floor
	I hate it, can' t take it
	Wanna break your ' bones
	No mercy, you
	Should have left it all alone
	Strapped with rage
	Got no patience for victims
	Sick and tired
	Of the whole ' world
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the ' war
	As you crash and burn
	One, two, you, right
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Talked the talk now, walk the damn line
	Step to me, step to me, mother
	Shut your face, it' s your turn to die
	Step to me, step to me, anybody
	Talk the t, your ass is mine
	I don' t remember asking you
	About your imperfections
	You might win one battle
	But know this,
	I' ll win the war

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