Round 22

Are you looking for
Or just looking thru
What the papers read
Ain't much news to me
Jesus tears are mine
Jesus blood is wine
Keep me in the ring
The twenty second round is coming

Under control but whose I don't know
I'm reeling for the fight, nearly off the dole
Shadow-boxing fists are too quick to miss
Their whispers are lies and ignorant bliss
Candles will surround if I fall to the ground
While you're finding holy saviours
At an ounce for twelve pound
All that I see is my face on that screen
But all that you say is what the rest say
All that you say is what the rest say
You just say the same thing that everybody else-
you just say the same thing that everybody else



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Alltimes
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