Against the Ropes
Each morning, the beginning of the next round The fight with life, the hardest around It'll beat you, bloody you and hurt to no end And all you can n do survive and find a way to mend Your life is what you make of it they say But we know that a little luck goes along way On a rare day, life retreats and we go on the attack But then as we let our guard down, life hits back In life and in boxing, landing punches is a must Because if we don't, we just end up eating dust Sometimes life does knock us down hard And while wounds heal, we'll always be scarred Like the cutmen in the corner, we have our friends We trust and hope that they'll be there till the end But we can't depend on them cos they fight battles of their own. So sometimes it's left to us to fight life all alone We make bad choices and play catch up all the time And following our hearts, is truly our only crime We w...