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My dark urges
My dark urges

Every day I see the same people
Occasionally a new fighter joins the gym
None of them are a challenge anymore
I'm ready to take my training to the next level
Fight night every Friday in an old warehouse
No weight classes, very few rules
The best fighters for miles will be there
When that night arrives, I'll be there too

I'm not here for the money
Not here for the glory
Not here for the fight
I'm only here to satisfy
MY dark urges

I walk through the doors of the warehouse
Around fifty people stand at ringside
I talk to a man who says my fight is next
He points across the room to my opponent
She's shadow boxing in a corner
I sit on a bench and wrap my hands
The crowd cheers as the fight ends
A man yells my name, says get in the ring

I'm not here for the money
Not here for the glory
Not here for the fight
I'm only here to satisfy
MY dark urges

Nothing in the gym compares to this
I've never felt a rush, like I did tonight
For one night my dark urges stayed silent

I'm not here for the money
Not here for the glory
Not here for the fight
I'm only here to satisfy
MY dark urges
MY dark urges