The Boxer Editors

[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]
Damn this place
Makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face
By the count of three

[Chorus 2]
Damn this place
Makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face
I'm a fallen oak tree