A bruised full moon play fights with the stars
This place is our prison, its cells are the bars
So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city
Show me something ugly and show me something pretty
Damn, this place
Makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face
By the count of three
An unwanted sun pulls rank in the sky
The boxer isn't finished, he's not ready to die
I'm attracted to the light, I'm attracted to the heat
It's a violent night, there are boxers in the street
Damn, this place
Makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face
By the count of three
And damn, this place
Makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face
I'm a fallen old tree
Dazed in the final count
Dazed in the final count
Oh, dazed in the final count
Dazed in the final count
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