Letra de Fighting Myself - Descendents

On the run since before ever after
Standard family disaster
Lovers, brothers, other bastards
Told me where to go
I shook my lumps, then took off running
Short on wisdom, wits, or cunning
One for all, but all for nothing
Into the unknown

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

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

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

I was so angry then, in psychic self-defense
Wasting energy,
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Fighting something I couldn't see�
Just fightin� myself

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

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

The last thing I tried to do
Was end up hurting you
I found my enemy staring back
From the mirror at me
I've been fightin� myself
Fightin� myself

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