Tom Smith - The Boxer lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 want to dance with the city Show me something ugly and show me something pretty [Chorus] Damn this place Makes a boy out of me The ring meets my face By the count of three [Verse 2] An unwanted son pulls rank in the sky The boxer isn't finished, he's not ready to die I'm attracted to the light, I am attracted to the heat It's a violent night, there are boxers in the streets [Chorus] [Chorus 2] Damn this place Makes a boy out of me The ring meets my face I'm a fallen oak tree [Bridge/Outro] Dazed in the final count Dazed in the final count Dazed in the final count Dazed in the final count