THE PRIZE FIGHTER |
Written by Judah Nagler |
crossed off, but never forgotten / misplaced, but never losing hold / these are the moments that bind us /
repressed, but never erased / knocked down, but never giving up / locked up where no one can find us /
we'll survive in here til the end / there are no more fights to fight / my trophies are the scars that will never heal /
but i get carried away sometimes / i wake up in the night swinging at the ceiling / it's hard to leave old ways behind /
but harder when you think that's all there is / don't look at me that way ignored, when your whole world's collapsed / dismissed, before you speak a word / these are the moments that bind you / come clean, but everything's wrong / sustained, but barely holding on / run down, with no one to find you / we're survivors, here til the end / there are no more fights to fight / my trophies are the scars that will never heal / but i get carried away sometimes / i wake up in the night swinging at the ceiling / it's hard to leave old ways behind / but harder when you think that's all there is / don't look at me that way |