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Makin' A MessI was raised in a faraway landTryin' to be number one Dad used to tell me – "Whatever you do never let go 'till you're done" I was fighting as anyone I was twisted around I was broke just as anyone On the way – way down Never ever settle for less Raise your hand it's to kill or to bless Never ever settle for less Who needs a crown when your head's on the ground Let me out I'm just makin' a mess Chip on my shoulder and look on my face Changin' my life on the fly Too late to make it and too late to stop Too late to figure out why I can make you as anyone I can twist you around I can break you as anyone on the way – way down Never ever settle for less Raise your hand it's to kill or to bless Never ever settle for less Who needs a crown when your head's on the ground Let me out I'm just makin' a mess The wind of sadness can shade the heart of gold I'm gonna leave it all behind I'm prayin' for a break – if I could face the world Without sadness on my mind Never ever settle for less Raise your hand it's to kill or to bless Never ever settle for less Who needs a crown when your head's on the ground Let me out I'm just makin' a mess |