Luyện nghe bài hát Fighting Myself

On the run since before ever
family disaster
Lovers, brothers, bastards
me where to go
I my lumps, then took off running
on wisdom, wits, or cunning
One for all, but all for
Into the

There's no point to the blame
I've been strictly speaking sane
I should have known fresh dirt won't wash old stains

I to drown your memory
It to swim and clung to me
Kissed my sadistically
And me down below

There's no point to the blame
never been strictly speaking sane
I should have known fresh won't wash old stains away

I was so angry then, in psychic
Wasting energy, fighting I couldn't see...
fightin' myself

I know time unfolds and then it
Strings attached and feelings
Some threads are severed, some dangle
just drift away

There's no to waste the blame
I've never been strictly sane
I should have fresh dirt won't wash old stains away

The last I tried to do was end up hurting you
I found my staring back from the mirror at me
I've been fightin'
myself

There's nobody in the but me
I some things I know just can't be fixed
While I fought for what I wanted more anything
You stuck around for