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The Boxer

A bruised full moon play fights with the stars

This place is our prison, its cells are the bars

So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city

Show me something ugly and show me something prettyDamn, this place makes a boy out of me

The ring meets my face by the count of threeAn unwanted sun pulls rank in the sky

The boxer isn't finished, he's not ready to die

I'm attracted to the light, I'm attracted to the heat

It's a violent night, there are boxers in the streetDamn, this place makes a boy out of me

The ring meets my face by the count of three

And damn this place makes a boy out of me

The ring meets my face, I'm a fallen oak treeDazed in the final count, dazed in the final count

Dazed in the final count, dazed in the final count

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