The Boxer
Leetch / Urbanowicz
A bruiseful moon play fights with the stars
This place is our prison, its cells the bars
So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city
Show me something ugly, show me something pretty
Damn this place, makes a boy out of me
The rain meets my face by the count of three
An unwanted son pulls rank in the sky
The boxer isn't finished, he's not ready to die
I'm attracted to the light, I am attracted to the heat
It's a violent night, there are boxers in the streets
Damn this place, makes a boy out of me
The rain meets my face by the count of three
Damn this place, makes a boy out of me
The rain meets my face by the count of three
The rain meets my face on a foreign old???
Days to the final end
Days to the final end
Days to the final end
Days to the final end