Lyric

Title: The Ring

There's a round ring of dirt, so you can fight, they say

But are you really fighting, or just playing along

You were always good at filling in the blanks

There was a referee, a corner man, a judge with a hard face

You really think that was a real fight

Fixed matches are part of the deal, and that's okay

The mawashi, the topknot — that ain't sport, that's ceremony

A beautiful ceremony to make the gods smile

There's a square ring of rope, so you can fight, they say

But are you really fighting, or just playing along

You were always good at filling in the blanks

There was a referee, a corner man, a judge with a hard face

You really think that was a real fight

Fixed matches are part of the deal, and that's okay

The mask, the giant — that ain't sport, that's showbiz

A beautiful showbiz to make the crowd smile

Hey friend, what do you do when there's no ring at all

Are you just gonna be a useful idiot for whoever built the wall

You got into a good school, so stop for a second

Take off that thick mask you've been wearing

You don't have to run

Just stop

Just stop

Are you gonna build another ring

It's a game where nobody dies, looks fun

You were always good at filling in the blanks

Mom and dad paid, you landed a good job

So tell me, are you actually happy

Life is a fixed match that's also dead serious

It goes on forever

Retirement, golden parachute, estate planning

A working ant carrying taxes for the country

Hey

Any regrets