Lyrics:
with the punches
Pick up your hands, sting like a bee
Prizefighters ... heading for home
Prizefighters ... everyone knows
Prizefighters ... heading
or passenger
A free man on scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Who will be there
Cover when you fall
game
Prizefighter
Prizefighter
Prizefighter
Prizefighter
Going number one
If you stab me in the back
I will take you down for fun
You can hide under
more round when that bell rings
They say you're done, but here you come
You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, prizefighter
When you're sweating from
when that bell rings
They say you're done, but here you come
You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, Prizefighter
When you're sweating from the fear, you
dare me
I'll break through any wall, just give me a call
I'm a dynamiter, I'm a prizefighter
Well, if you get sad I'm your friend
I've got an ear
Knock me down again
Count to ten
They're telling me to stay down
No there's no shame in it
Cash your bets
I'm a prizefighter
Knock me down again
you just dare me
I'll break through any wall
Just give me a call
I'm a dynamiter
I'm a prizefighter
Well if you get sad, I'm your friend
I
just dare me
I'll break through any wall
Just give me a call
I'm a dynamiter
I'm a prizefighter
Well if you get sad, I'm your friend
I got an ear
Sing what your worth, dinner is served, open your eyes,
Most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion.
But who of us here wants to look back,
is found
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost the biggest prize he ever had
But a prizefighter can't be sad
When he smiles under golden
found.
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights
covered in bruises and battlescars
these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.
Yeah, well it ain't my fault
is such a stupid phrase
usually said by
[SUBURBAN]
I whip ghost
Like a zipliner
I slip nose
Like a prizefighter
I trip
Left low, right up
Flip dark side up
Let’s go, light up
Hey man, who
a wash
Just another mile
Devoted with a prizefighter's craft
Engulfed in another trial
I think that I don't understand you like I could if I knew
A prizefighter, oh yeah
If you should happen to lose
Be sure to thank the ones that did this to you
That's the hardest part of life
Painting silver
And a prizefighter can leave the ring
But I haven't got a clue
It doesn't matter what I do
It's never gonna change
I'm just another lonely dog lost out in the rain
a crash,
A prizefighter's song,
It filled your ears with noise,
The survival of the strong,
Now love is falling water,
Something that you always knew,
He's got knuckles that no longer fit my eyes
Knuckles that a prizefighter can't buy
I got the world, so I'll be fine
I got the sunshine to figure me
prizefighter still trapped within my youth.
And sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much,
And I have to close my eyes and hide.
I wanna hold you till
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists
He's a prizefighter
And he bought rings and he owns kin
And now he's
battling with my pride
But through the insecurity some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prizefighter
gonna work this out
Change comes when the water falls
I've been waiting so long for you down by the river
Lick your lips like a prize-fighter
Surely
The prizefighter and the heiress
Both talented in their way
Both fighting for inheritance
Both entitled to their day
Said the fella 'I've thrown
Discuss these prizefighter Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In