woke up with a knot on my chest,
my eyes heavy and might,
my problems still fresh and tight,
They think they are right,
Did I really sleep at night?,
or was I on a fight,
of me and my "rights",
I'm right, I was on a fight,
I gave my problems a flight,
A flight to a deep pit,
This morning is beautiful and bright,
Now go out and fight,