The Prize Fighter

Crossed off, but never forgottenMisplaced, but never losing holdThese are the moments that bind usRepressed, but never erasedKnocked down, but never giving upLocked up where no one can find usWe'll survive in here til the end(Chorus)There are no more fights to fightMy trophies are the scars that will never healBut I get carried away sometimes,I wake up in the night swinging at the ceilingIt's hard to leave old ways behindBut harder when you think that's all there isDon't look at me that wayIgnored, when your whole world's collapsedDismissed, before you speak a wordThese are the moments that bind youCome clean, but everything's wrongSustained, but barely holding onRun down, with no one to find youWe're survivors, here til the end(Chorus)(Chorus)