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Текст: Sick Puppies. Tri-Polar. You're Going Down.

Define your meanin' of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat comin' off of the blacktop
And it makes me want it more

Because I'm hyped up, outta control
If it's a fight I'm ready to go
I wouldn't put my money on the other guy
If you know what I know oughta know

It's been a long time comin'
And the tables' turned around
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down

I'm not runnin'
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down

Define your meanin' of fun
Is it fuckin' druggin' or guns?
I feel the heat comin' off of the blacktop
And so get ready for another one

Let's take a trip down memory lane
The words circulate in my brain
You can treat this like another all the same
But don't cry like a bitch when you feel the pain

It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down

I'm not runnin'
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down

This is hardly worth fightin' for
But it's the little petty shit that I can't ignore
With my fist hits your face
And your face hits the floor

It'll be a long time comin'
But you got the message now
'Cause I was never goin'
Yeah, you're the one that's goin' down

One of us is going down
I'm not runnin'
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
One of us is goin' down, down, down