Broke City I Feel Alive
Bore me some more, the foolish one
Try to escape my father's son
But when I wake am I still on the run?
It won't replace the space in my heart
I feel alive
The dreams are in my head
I feel alive
They're chasing me instead
And if you're alive
The future's in your hands
And if the grave is what you crave it's where you'll land
They throw it in, another deed
Can words alone be what you'd need?
Carry on, carry on my friend
You don't have to stay until the end
I dare to stare but no one's there
It's probably just a waste of my time
For me to see, I don't believe
It's just a voice in my mind
...you've got a chance, so take it...