Whoa, I can feel the pull of the undertow
If your priority is safety, then I confess
That I am not your
I'm not your friend
I'm not your
I am not your
I'm not your alibi
I am not your
I'm not your friend
I'm not your
I am not your
I'm not your alibi
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
That leads back to revival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
Won't spare a thought for survival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Whoa, I can feel the flood of affinity
If you're enamored with the glamour, then I concede
That I am not your
I'm not your friend
I'm not your
I am not your
I'm not your alibi
I am not your
I'm not your friend
I'm not your
I am not your
I'm not your alibi
There is no gray
Get in or get out
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
That leads back to revival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
Won't spare a thought for survival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Forever I
Forever I'm feeling this flood
Feeling this flood on my tongue
I'll smash each escape ladder rung
I'll stake this claim at the top of my lungs
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
That leads back to revival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road
Won't spare a thought for survival
Forever I
Forever I'm following the road, whoa
Forever I, forever I