Cold air
Spent all my life just being stared
I'm getting tired of being scared
Gotta work my way up there again
Don't care
Beginner's luck, played fair and square
The battle isn't over yet
The next move's on to me
I hear the waves crashing
The winter wind blowing
In and out breathing
The sound of my heart beating
Is this what it feels to be alive? (Is this what it feels to be alive?)
Feel the rain
And do some things you can't explain
Mortality's the best escape
From guilt and all the shame
Feel the pain
The rush of blood inside my veins
The burning heat that touched my skin
And the madness taking place
I feel the flames blazing
Around me exploding
My memories flashing
The sound of my heart racing
Is this what it feels to be alive?
I am the gilding of the gold (I am the gilding of the gold)
I am the painting of the lily (I am the painting of the lily)
I am the crushing of the sand (I am the crushing of the sand)
I am the tirading tide of bland (I am the tirading tide of bland)
I am the taunting silver light which penetrates and scars the sky
I am the remnant hopes and dreams
Of all good men that come to die
I am the surgeon's chromium dagger
I am turgid, I'm a bragger
I am the surgeon's chromium dagger
I am turgid, I'm a bragger
Is this what it feels to be alive?
Is this what it feels to be alive?