Rainer Maria
Southpaw


Cracked knuckles, and my fists
are bandaged up for the fight.
Am I ready?
There's the bell.
How many rounds can I go?
And how can soften the blows?
Can I avoid them altogether?

But my heart isn't in this.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
It feels like my first hit.
(and it hurts like...)
I didn't see this coming anyway.
(yeah, it hurts like hell)

So don't tell the crowd...

Black eyes, black threads, and bandages for the fight.
Who are the odds on,
me or him?
How many tricks do I know?
And how can I soften the blows?
Or can I avoid them altogether?

But my heart isn't in this.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
It feel like my first hit.
(and it hurts like...)
I didn't see this coming anyway.
(yeah, it hurts like hell)

So don't tell the crowd,
but I'm gonna let my guard down.
You're the only one now.

My heart isn't in this.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
(I'll let you take me)
It feel like my first hit,
and it hurts like hell.
(I'll let you take me)
Black eyes, black threads, and bandages.
(I'll let you take me)
It feels like my first hit,
and it hurts like hell.
(I'll let you take me)
My heart isn't in this.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.




Mirror lyrics:



I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
My heart isn't in this.
(I'll let you take me)
and it hurts like hell.
It feels like my first hit,
(I'll let you take me)
Black eyes, black threads, and bandages.
(I'll let you take me)
and it hurts like hell.
It feel like my first hit,
(I'll let you take me)
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
My heart isn't in this.

You're the only one now.
but I'm gonna let my guard down.
So don't tell the crowd,

(yeah, it hurts like hell)
I didn't see this coming anyway.
(and it hurts like...)
It feel like my first hit.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
But my heart isn't in this.

Or can I avoid them altogether?
And how can I soften the blows?
How many tricks do I know?
me or him?
Who are the odds on,
Black eyes, black threads, and bandages for the fight.

So don't tell the crowd...

(yeah, it hurts like hell)
I didn't see this coming anyway.
(and it hurts like...)
It feels like my first hit.
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter.
But my heart isn't in this.

Can I avoid them altogether?
And how can soften the blows?
How many rounds can I go?
There's the bell.
Am I ready?
are bandaged up for the fight.
Cracked knuckles, and my fists



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