Velvet Teen The Prize Fighter
crossed off, but never forgotten misplaced, but never
losing hold these are the moments that bind us
repressed, but never erased knocked down, but never
giving up locked up where no one can find us we'll
survive in here til the end there are no more fights to
fight my trophies are the scars that will never heal
but i get carried away sometimes i wake up in the night
swinging at the ceiling it's hard to leave old ways
behind but harder when you think that's all there is
don't look at me that way ignored, when your whole
world's collapsed dismissed, before you speak a word
these are the moments that bind you come clean, but
everything's wrong sustained, but barely holding on run
down, with no one to find you we're survivors, here til
the end
