While I was thinking I can't die, I can't die, I surmised to change my mind instead
That is the way of the world, of the world, they will take you and leave you for dead
And all the reasons of my mind, seem to shift and to decline
Is this the way that it is, that it was, do we suffer long when we live?

To breathe, and feel, gives me the sense that I'm not real

I'll tempt you, don't mess this up now
And leave you with this sacred warning
Beget this and remember that
I'll tempt you 'til the distant end

Sensing of facing give the chance, given a chance to let me feel that I'm alright
Or maybe I've cared too much, thought too much to hide among the thieves
And all the reasons you have known, seem to shift to and fro
I thought it was only me but I found that our problems are lasting on end