Lyrics

My hands are taped tight
My Gloves are laced and tied
I’m Breathing deep
Hunger burning
There’s Fire in my eyes
I’ve Been knocked down
Even gave up once or twice
Yeah, I’m a little wobbly
A little woozy
But I’m still standing
And I hear the bell
Guard’s up protecting myself
It’s my time
To give it hell
To give it hell

I took that standing 8,
I took that standing 8, but no
it’s not over
It’s not over
I’m creating my own fate

My hands are taped tight
My Gloves are laced and tied
I’m Breathing deep
Hunger burning
There’s Fire in my eyes
I’ve Been knocked down
Even gave up once or twice
Yeah, I’m a little wobbly
A little woozy
But I’m still standing
And I hear the bell
Guard’s up protecting myself
It’s my time
To give it hell
To give it hell

I’m leaving my corner
And Im ready to fight
ready to fight (ready to fight)
ready to fight (ready to fight)
I’m leaving my corner
And Im ready to fight
I’m ready to fight

Ready to fight
It’s my time
I’m giving it
All the hell built up inside
I’m ready to fight