We dance before the storm
We stand at the gates of hell
We lie on the highway
Why, oh, why?
To feel alive
To feel alive
We flirt with death
From day to day
With every glass we drink
We run into the wilderness
With just enough to live
Not enough to survive
We smile at the thunderstorms
Laughing at the forest fires
Rooting for the blizzards
Is it because we want to die?
We wont accept such a lie
Such an outrageous lie
Why, oh, why?
Do we try and try?
To feel alive
To feel alive
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