I'm tough, rough, ready and able

To pick myself up from under this table

Don't stick no sign on me, I got no label

I'm a little sick, unsure, unsound and unstable



But I'm fighting my way back



I'm busting out and I'm going in

I'm kicking up about the state I'm 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

I'm not quite sure of what I'm doing

You see it happened all a little too soon

But it's all there in this here tune



Fighting my way back