Prizefighter

What's the point of being scared?
My bloodline contains more than disappointment
It carries my father's name
Thirty years of this life spent getting by
Thirty years of this life spent waiting I
Dig in deeper in this trench and smile
At this war of mine
Darling I can't recall
Feeling anything but numb

I will not be persuaded
There'll be no compromise
There will be no begging or crawling
A man has got his pride
Though amongst the undefeated
The prizefighter inside
Might go down
If he does I'll bow out graciously
Accept this grave as my new home
Take comfort in knowing I
I had a good run

You'll find me asleep
In better company
Embraced in a disease
One that's spreading, eating me
A cold hopeless machine
One that pays to breathe
For an antiquated belief
Resembling the life I had before

What's the point of being scared?

What's the point of being scared?

You'll find me asleep
In better company
Embraced in a disease
One that's spreading, eating me
A cold hopeless machine
One that pays to breathe
For an antiquated belief
Resembling the life

I had before
I had before
I had before
Resembling the life I had before



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