Alright (Alright, Alright)

I wouldn't say that I'm confused But that my understanding's gone askew And when I think back I think I know when The last time I really think I held my head too high Alright, alright, alright Now I'm in a situation and it's new to me I can't hear my breath beneath my gritted teeth And I'm told to ask if I can hear my breath Or if the feeling in my chest is really in my head. It's a fight Alright, alright, alright Alright Alright Alright All right I think its safe to say, that these daze My mind's a maze and I hate clichés But if I listen close and I can hear my breath I'll hear Wooderson say L-I-V-I-N Alright, Alright, Alright Alright Alright Alright All right