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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Turner
Frank Turner
Vocals
Ben Lloyd
Ben Lloyd
Electric Guitar
Ilan Rubin
Ilan Rubin
Drums
Matt Nasir
Matt Nasir
Piano
Tarrant Anderson
Tarrant Anderson
Bass Guitar
WAYout Arts Crew
WAYout Arts Crew
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Turner
Frank Turner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Adam "Cecil" Bartlett
Adam "Cecil" Bartlett
Engineer
Frank Arkwright
Frank Arkwright
Mastering Engineer
Matt Taylor
Matt Taylor
Additional Engineer
Aaron Rubin
Aaron Rubin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land Well, fuck last year, I'm glad it's done And here's three weak cheers the next will be a better one Measuring my life in unanswered messages Stressing all the little stuff, the thing that's pathetic is I haven't slept sober in a long, long time 'Cause I start having arguments as soon as I close my eyes Vicious fights, bitter and confused And the dumbest part is, sometimes I even lose The will to start again And every day feels like an end But hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land That day, I'm a tiger, a prize fighter At least worth a damn Damn it, goddamn, I went and fucked it up Every single day like a clock that's stuck It's another fine morning rolling down in the muck I've been trying to look up and trying to find me some luck Every sunrise the cycle starts again I've been walking into glass doors since 7am Trying to break the cycle, try to make some new friends Yeah, I guess it would be easier than making amends And then I feel the buzz, the glow Of one sweet day a few months ago When hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land That day, I'm a tiger a prize fighter At least worth a damn Hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land That day, I'm a tiger a prize fighter At least worth a damn And I don't want to be a beggar always asking for slack Gonna take the things they threw at me and throw them right back I'm tired of only ever trying to do what I can The secret is to try and do the things that you can't I can't promise that I'm going to be fine But I'll throw my best punch every single time Even though I'm skinny, don't know how to fight I've got the makings of a champion every once in a while 24-7, 365 I'm holding up my head the keep the dream alive Of that one perfect day when the stars align I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine I got the whole world in my sights (And hey, every once in a few months when) (All the punches land) (That day, I'm a tiger, a prize fighter) (At least worth a damn) Hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land That day, I'm a tiger, a prize fighter At least worth a motherfucking damn Damn the haters, damn the doubters Today's my special day You can't stop me, can't touch me Can't take it away Hey, every once in a few months when All the punches land That day, I'm a tiger a prize fighter At least worth a damn
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