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It looks like we're driving down a dead end street
And every solution's getting out of reach
We're passing by the point of no return
And everything we do is only making things worse
We're gonna slug it out
You've got another one coming
Stuck in the corner with nothing to say
Your back against the wall and you can't walk back
We can't see reason 'cause our pride is hurt
And we're full of anger and all out of words
We're gonna slug it out...
We can't go back and there's no way out
My memory is fading there can be no doubt
Things are getting harder every time we meet
You don't listen and I don't speak
We're gonna slug it out...