Prizefighter

Every day he waits to tussle
He's no prizefighter, he just loves the sport
It's the only pleasure he gets these days
Some precious time away from strain

He's had enough
He's longing to forgive
But it's all too much
For taking on the chin

He walks for miles, in shitty weather
Some fruitless bid to outrun his past
It's a daily struggle, he can't let go
He carries it everywhere, everywhere he goes

He's had enough
He's longing to forgive
But it's all too much
For taking on the chin



Credits
Writer(s): David Andrew Smith
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