Irish Sugar
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I make the rules now. Gone are the ravaged days of street living and fighting to survive. Now I fight, bare knuckled for the fun of it. Paddy O'Shea, my father thought he'd toughen me up.
Make me ready to fight his battles, or worse, fight my brothers.
Wrong -He's the bastard we all fight against.
Nothing or no one gets in my way-ever. Until she walked through my door-and blew my fucking world upside down. Now I'm fighting again, only this time it's not with my fists, but with a heart I want to own and a soul I want to merge with.
She doesn't know it yet, but nobody walks away from an O'Shea.
Yeah, this is one battle I can't lose.
Make me ready to fight his battles, or worse, fight my brothers.
Wrong -He's the bastard we all fight against.
Nothing or no one gets in my way-ever. Until she walked through my door-and blew my fucking world upside down. Now I'm fighting again, only this time it's not with my fists, but with a heart I want to own and a soul I want to merge with.
She doesn't know it yet, but nobody walks away from an O'Shea.
Yeah, this is one battle I can't lose.