Prizefighter
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Forty Minutes from home all alone
And I don't know what to do
Walking down these cobbled streets
Trying not to lose my step
The cold breeze scratching my lungs
Maybe I'll freeze to death
A short plane journey would bring me back to you
I'd send my heart on a letter if you want me to
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Running through these streets
Trying not to lose my grip on reality
I'll take the risk I'll move away
I'll be seeing you
A short plane journey would bring me back to you
I'd send my heart on a letter if you want me to
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Watching English football in an Irish bar
How Poetic
How pathetic
So close yet so far
From home
How much are you willing to bet
That I won't throw this fight
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Forty Minutes from home all alone
And I don't know what to do
Walking down these cobbled streets
Trying not to lose my step
The cold breeze scratching my lungs
Maybe I'll freeze to death
A short plane journey would bring me back to you
I'd send my heart on a letter if you want me to
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Running through these streets
Trying not to lose my grip on reality
I'll take the risk I'll move away
I'll be seeing you
A short plane journey would bring me back to you
I'd send my heart on a letter if you want me to
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Watching English football in an Irish bar
How Poetic
How pathetic
So close yet so far
From home
How much are you willing to bet
That I won't throw this fight
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
How much are you willing to lose?
Credits
Writer(s): Laura Foxall
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