We're in a boxing ring
I'm blurry, can't see anything
Don't know where or who I'll hit
Don't know if I'll even like it
You know it is coming
Will it sting or be numbing?
I'll be weekly waiting for the attack
Are they going to punch me in the head or behind my back?
Or are they going to put me in a head lock and beat me on cctv?
I've already been left solitary, stuck in a tear,3rd degree
They don't care about you
Emphasise 'team' but we are without a doubt two
You and me
Me v Hartpury
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