Alright (Live From Finsbury Park) Sam Fender

[Spoken Intro]
But, this is one of me favourites, this is called Alright

[Verse 1]
Something changed at twenty-four
Spent my days moving to and fro
From the bed to the bathroom floor
Tear away my rancid skin
This must be penance for my evasion
Of death's returning claw
I should've died a thousand times
The sick kid paradigm
Death's working overtime
I worry about my brother a lot
Don't really talk enough
Can't seem to say the right thing

[Chorus]
We're alright, we're alright
There's time to put the world to rights
We're alright, we're alright

[Verse 2]
Something waning in my hеad
Can't sleep and I'm seeing things
And I can't stand the sight of myself
"It's a genеration thing"
Said one of the old boys back in the boozer
On his tenth pint of the day
So we shy away from it
Accept it for what it is
We're all born and raised and maimed
The dog tails you like a hound
Then clarity brings it out
Gotta fight it hand to hand