I'm a mess, a victim of stress,
Or maybe I should work a little less.
Maybe it's just one of life's little tests,
Survive this level and fu%k the rest.
Yes, I thought I can't get it on,
But now I write a new kind of song.
This is mine, this is me,
Wanna know all that we could really be.
Free from all my words and even if it hurts,
Some days are good and some even worse.
We all look into a barrel of a gun,
But as long as they don't pull the trigger I ain't gone this way.
I thought by tonight, I'd be all right.
Cuz I know tonight, will be so right.
So right, all right, it's all right, all right. It's all right, all right. It's all right, all right.
I thought by tonight, I'd be all right.
Cuz I know tonight, will be so right.
So right, all right, it's all right, all right. It's all right, all right. It's all right, all right.
I can't wait for the Sun to fade,
I'd rather turn the night into day.
Better spend some time with my friends and get laid,
Better stick around my bar stool, just get betrayed.
Can't watch the news, cuz hatred's on the news,
Politicians fighting, think they got the clue.
Although we know fu*k*ng up is what they do,
There's only one thing we could do.
Make some noise just to raise our voice,
Every minute, every second, we've got the choice.
We could decide to go out and fight,
Instead we get drunk and just try to hide.
I thought by tonight, I'd be all right.
Cuz I know tonight, will be so right.
So right, all right, it's all right, all right. It's all right, all right. It's all right, all right.
I thought by tonight, I'd be all right.
Cuz I know tonight, will be so right.
So right, all right, it's all right, all right. It's all right, all right. It's all right, all right.
Writer(s): Marcus Cosmo Klein, Roman Boeer De Garcez
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