Fighting
I fight for love
I fight against the pain
They both push and shove
And drive me insane
I disdain this game
Named Love and Pain
It starts out easy
Like a sprinkling rain
Then crashes down
Like a thundering bang
It locks you up
Ball and chain
I don't think
There is any way to win
Even though
I plan and plan
I don't think I can
Step up to the plate
Be the man
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