Young man, lately, you've seen a lot
Seems like, recently, your life is one big tragic comedic plot
You've been beaten down right before your very eyes, so I ask,
"How's it feel to be alive?"
Young man, all your wounds have been reopened
Seems like all you do is lose and get cast away
You've been torn down every time you've tried
So I ask again, "How's it feel to be alive?
Young man, your will has been bent and almost broken
I've taken your visions and thrown them to the wind
I've taken your plans and burned them down on both sides
So tell me, "How's it feel to be alive?"
Young man, I've put thoughts in your head that makes you question
Your reality, your heart, her heart, your entire world
I see your confusion and I feel you losing yourself again this time
So I ask you once more, "How's it feel to be alive?"
Young man, I've attacked the very essence that is you
Tearing down all that you love, want, and hold true
How could you think that you will be able to survive?
So I ask one last time, "How's it feel to be alive?"
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I cant answer that question because I don't know how to right now
All I know is that I cant give up. Gotta keep going somehow
You can take it all, do what you must. Beat me, kill me, show it live
Even ask again, "How's it feel to be alive?"
I'll fight the pain. Gather myself to stand one more time
Walk right up to you and look you square in the eyes
Tell you, "You hit like a bitch!" and to give it one more try
Because no matter how many times I fall, still I rise
OH!! I almost forgot..
I have an answer to your question, "How's it feel to be alive?"
A wise band once told me this, "Don't lay down and die..."
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