There's Nothing Like Another Soul That's Been Cut Up The Same

Sketch up for a tattoo idea.

October 12th 2010: The Boxer

You took it all gracefully on the chin, knowing that the beatings had to someday end, you found the bandages inside the pen, and the stitches on the radio. There was something heavy holding you down, and there were whispers that were driving you crazy, and now you haunt the heart of this town, but I remember when I knew a boxer, baby.
I've had that song for about 3 weeks now and it's already number 4 on my most played list.