Making A Mess lyrics

I was raised in a faraway land,
Tryin` to be number one.
Dad use to tell me -
Whatever you do, never let go `til you`re done.

I was fightin` as anyone,
I was twisted around.
I was broke just as anyone,
On the way - way down.

Never ever settle for less,
Raise you hand it`s to kill or to bless.
Never ever settle for less,
Who needs the crown when you`re head 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 was fightin` as anyone,
I was twisted around.
I was broke just as anyone,
On the way - way down.

Never ever settle for less,
Raise you hand it`s to kill or to bless.
Never ever settle for less,
Who needs the crown when you`re head 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 in my mind...

Never ever settle for less,
Raise you hand it`s to kill or to bless.
Never ever settle for less,
Who needs the crown when you`re head on the ground.
Let me out, I`m just makin` a mess...