Lyrics
But if a crowd ain t there to see it, in an empty ring, careful not to end a fight with no one
The smell of toil and sweat, in an empty ring
But if a crowd ain t there to see it, in an empty ring, careful not to end a fight with no one
Just another memory, the taste of fear and fortune, but no one there to see you land
Careful not to end a fight with no one, words of wisdom fail you
with a world to listen to ya
In an empty ring, but if a crowd ain t there to see it, just another memory
it s just another memory
You just don t know when to give up, just another memory
in an empty ring
In an empty ring, just another memory
In an empty ring, just another memory
If the parts you always planned was right there in your hand, still rattling on when all the war is won
in an empty ring
Making you look dumb and stupid, in an empty ring, careful not to end a fight with no one
but no one there to see you land
Still battling on when all your enemies are gone, just another memory Ring, but if a crowd ain t there to see it
but no one there to see you land
It s just another memory, what would it matter to you
Making you look dumb and stupid, but if a crowd ain t there to see it
with a world to listen to ya
making you look dumb and stupid
just another memory
If the parts you always planned was right there in your hand, the smell of toil and sweat, in an empty ring
it s just another memory
If the parts you always planned was right there in your hand, if the parts you always planned was right there in your hand
Still battling on when all your enemies are gone, just another memory
just another memory
Still rattling on when all the war is won, in an empty ring
In an empty ring, in an empty ring, but if a crowd ain t there to see it
careful not to end a fight with no one
In an empty ring, you just don t know when to give up Weller, it s just another memory
In the time it takes to fall, the smell of toil and sweat
Making you look dumb and stupid, in an empty ring, but no one there to see you land
In an empty ring, in an empty ring Weller, in the time it takes to fall
With a world to listen to ya, in the time it takes to fall Empty, the smell of toil and sweat
It s just another memory, in an empty ring
In the time it takes to fall, making you look dumb and stupid
But no one there to see you land, still battling on when all your enemies are gone Paul, in an empty ring
With a world to listen to ya, just another memory