Dying to Live

mmm... you know I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion by some people who withdraw to find their head and they say that there is humor in misfortune no, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight? Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight? Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try? Why am I dying to live, If I'm just living to die? You know some people say that values are subjective But they're just speaking words, That someone else has said And so they live and fight and kill with no objective Sometimes it's hard to tell the living from the dead Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight? Why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight? Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try? Why am I dying to live, If I'm just living to die? mmmm... you know I used to weave my words into confusion And so I hope you'll understand me, when I'm trough You know I used to live my life as an illusion But reality will make my dream come true So I'll keep fighting to live, Till there's no reason to fight And I'll keep trying to see, Until the end is in sight You know I'm trying to give, so come on give me a try You know I'm dying to live until I'm ready to die...