The pucks’ perspective in hockey.
I am the puck that gets slapped around every dingle day
Nobody cares if I’m hurt they just continue to play
SLAP, BANG, TING, BOOM that’s all that I can hear
Into the net, scraped by the glass, over the bench that’s where
I have no home I’m every where I never get to plat
For I am the puck that gets slapped around every single day
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