Get In the Ring - Guns N' Roses

You smile at me through lying teeth Then you talk behind my back You think I'm blind, that I don't see The mask you wear begins to crack Your words bore me to death You're a wasp without a sting When you're done wasting breath You can find me in the ring Bring it on If you dare Will you run Are you scared? I'm waiting here, so come at me Let's fight it out man to man If you flee, your fate is sealed Get in the ring, make your stand The coward thinks he'll always live If he keeps himself from strife But old age leaves him not in peace Though the spears may spare his life The fool thinks that he knows it all While he sits in sheltered nest Lost for words when reality calls As he's put to the test Your slander shows your inner fear Hiding behind words of spite But the Heathen law is clear I challenge you to a fight Choose blade, sword or axe It doesn't matter what you bring When the sun begins to wax Come find me in the ring Bring it on Nowhere to hide Time to face Your demise I'm waiting here, so come at me Let's fight it out man to man If you flee, your fate is sealed You'll die by my hand You're a dog without a bite And your taunts are uninspired It's better that you stand and fight 'Cause if you run you'll only die tired

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