Text: Unwritten Law. Here's to the Mourning. F.i.g.h.t..

I heard you were concerned with my life
I heard you had a lot to say
(Mother fuckers thanks for nothing)

I'm gonna do it if it feels right
I'm gonna do it anyway
(Mother fuckers thanks for nothing)

I'm saying don't say I'm not alright
I'm used and confused and
Still putting up a good fight
I'm still putting up a good
F I G H T, fight, fight, fight
F I G H T, fight, fight, fight

Everybody thinks they know my problems
Everyone knows whats best for me
(Mother fuckers thanks for nothing)

Don't think that anyone can solve them
Don't think theres anyone but me
(Mother fuckers thanks for nothing)

I'm saying don't say I'm not alright
I'm used and confused and
I'm still putting up a good fight
I'm still putting up a good

So don't say I'm not alright
I'm used and confused and
I'm still putting up a good fight
I'm still putting up a good
F I G H T, fight, fight, fight
F I G H T, fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight

Well, don't say I'm not alright
I'm used and confused and
Still putting up a good fight
I'm still putting up a good

So don't say I'm not alright
I'm used and confused and
I'm still putting up a good fight
I'm still putting up a good
I'm still putting up a good fight

Whoa, don't say I'm not alright
No don't say I'm not alright
Don't say I'm not alright
Still putting up a good