she knows music, I know music do you see

Im tough, rough, ready and able
To pick myself up from under this table
Dont stick no sign on me, I got no label
Im a little sick, unsure, unsound and unstable

But Im fighting my way back
But Im fighting my way back


Im busting out and Im going in
Im kicking up about the state Im in
Looking to my future, not my past
I want to be a good boy but how long can it last

Fighting my way back

This kid is going to wreck and ruin
Im not quite sure of what Im doing
You see it happened all a little too soon
But its all there in this here tune

Fighting my way back





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