Makes me want to break down and cry, But I'm just happy the man's alive
Times is running out my friend
Will you be happy again

Do you feel what I feel? and do you see what I see as real?
Then you're not crazy or blind...

Makes me want to get up and scream,
Wake you out of your troubled dream
Try... I try, but what's the use?
I'll thank the skies for this abuse

It's all right to need more. and it's all right to not be quite sure,
You've got a feeling that's pure, not terminal...

I watched my father as he disappears from the world, and
I watched my mother break down in tears, like a little girl
But I swear to god that I will never surrender one fucking smile,
Not because I'm strong, or because it's wrong,
But I'm my father's child...

Makes me want to break down, and cry,
But I refuse, I'm gonna try
Now I'm wondering what to do -
I wonder if I'll be you

Life isn't what it used to be. It never was, not that I see -
Everyone dies, its all the same... we're all terminal