Boxing

Live your life
Outside the box they’ve built around you
What are you afraid of?
And is it haunting today?
All the times that I’ve let you down
Count them on your shaking hands and strike me down
Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
But I was hoping that you’d ask
You said I sound fed up
Said I always look down
I keep myself to myself
Then complain that I’m alone
In a world that doesn’t work
In a world that doesn’t work
Going 12 Rounds with myself
I said to my old man I was fed up of it all
Reassuring words and a warm smile
Are you where? are you where? are you where?
Are you where you want to be?
Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
But I was hoping that you’d ask
You said I sound fed up
Said I always look down
I keep myself to myself
Then complain that I’m alone
In a world that doesn’t work
In a world that doesn’t work
Nothing feels good
Like it looks in the pictures
Where do I start?
No money, no mates, no heart
Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
But I was hoping that you’d ask
You said I sound fed up
Said I always look down
I keep myself to myself
Then complain that I’m alone
In a world that doesn’t work
In a world that doesn’t work