Fightin it's such a struggle and I got so far Got so far to go
Don't want to except no answers
But I ain't got nothing Got nothing to show
It's such a struggle but I gotta do it By myself

Can't except no logic so I gotta do it By myself
Such a lonely path but I can't turn my back
Can't turn my back right now See I got a role to play
And I gotta fill it, gotta fill it somehow I set myself on this path and now

Now it's just too late I'd put it all aside but you see this madness
Just won't wait Talk nice things but I see I'm really I'm really overflowing with hate
I'm talkin, I'm talkin but I never seem to motivate
The answers you say they're outta reach

But first you gotta learn and then only can you teach
You say I'm insecure but ain't you scared of death
'Cause everyone's grabbing, holding for their final breath

Copyright: Bluewater Music Corp., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): HARLEY FLANAGAN, JOHN JOSEPH, PARRIS MITCHELL MAYHEW