Its time
Its time
Step on it
What makes me think that itll all work out in the end
Afraid to feel bad, better off to try and pretend
Im immortal, immune to all that is wrong
Just keep on wishing, crossing my fingers so long
Is this helping, Im growing weaker each day
Cant stop whining, still afraid of what I might say
Or reactions that control us one and all
Its mine, its pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Why dont you think about that?
Why dont you think about that?
So now Im bleeding on myself, yes, once again
Seems I trusted another deceitful friend
My fault, I shouldve known the deal
Keep your friends close but your enemys closer for real
Seems easy but nothing could be so hard
Trying to guess lifes dealing whats the next card
Im surely folding, I dont like this hand at all
Its mine, its pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Keep those eyes wide open
Here comes a blind side
Maybe things happen for a reason
And where in lies the answer
To overcome the grieving of lifes unruly lessons
Im handed in succession, it builds my pain
Which makes me strong
Its mine, its pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Well, its mine and its pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Why dont you think about that?
Why dont you think about this for a minute?