In the Fight Club, Tyler Durden's a sensation,
Smack filled fun spree, no enslavements, wired scar freaks,
Killer forces, stunned clown goon beams in your black eyes,
Fun fight styles, are you weaving, my contender?

I'll fight in disgrace where they stun me each time,
Fight in this place where my old foe is just myself.

You said night flings could just cure sleep deprivation,
Free form kick at faceless wiesels, goodbye marbles,
I walked into such a hard right, pain sensation,
As I clocked out, felt my nose bleed, head was spinning,

I'll wait in the queue 'til my pains come back,
Fight with you, where my old foe is just myself.

Good bye Marla, bump and grind her, crying out loud,
Devastation, Project Mayhem just malfunctions,
Fellow fighters, Bob with bitch tits, ends his dark life,
I'm just stressing, shoot my brains now, tired spar scenes,

I'll weep in disgrace, not a lonely shroud,
Mayhem will spark where my old foe is just myself.