Sometimes I’m the master Sometimes I serve Sometimes I’m the pastor Sometimes I’m the perv I’m not saying It’s perfect just speaking the truth Cause under the surface My soul is black and blue Black and blue Blue, blue
We win some We lose some And some get away We’re perfect We’re broken That’s just how we’re made We hop in that ring with Ourselves everyday We fight Fight that good, good fight We fight Fight that good, good, good, good fight
This girl’s got a cigarette She’s trying to keep in the box This guy’s a player But he knows he needs to stop We get dealt these hands Try not to fold Got to stand Keep your back up off the ropes Up off the rope Rope, ropes
We win some We lose some And some get away We’re perfect We’re broken That’s just how we’re made We hop in that ring with Ourselves everyday We fight Fight that good, good fight We fight Fight that good, good, good, good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves And set your mind right Cause your fans They love to see a good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves And set your mind right Cause your fans They love to see a good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves And set your mind right Cause your fans They love to see a good, good, good fight
We win some We lose some And some get away We’re perfect We’re broken That’s just how we’re made We hop in that ring with Ourselves everyday We fight Fight that good, good fight We fight Fight that good, good, good We fight Fight that good, good fight We fight Fight that good, good, good, good fight