Fists flyin through the air
Glass shattered everywhere
Tonight's the night
Tonight we fight
No holds barred
No one left unscarred
The party crashed
The whole place trashed
Fist city
My fists clenched
My clothes are drenched
Heart the sound
Of the ground and pound
Bottles broken
No words are spoken
A battle royale
Can't throw in the towel
Fist city
Sirens in the distance
In the heat of resistance
Time to get the hell out
Take the stealth route
As the cops roll around
We're nowhere to be found
In and out, good bye
In the blink of an eye
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