Synthetic Sun

Synthetic Sun
Are you feeling alive?
Are you feeling alive?
Are you feeling alive?
Are you feeling alive?
Pace, pace yourself before you run straight into yourself
Pace, pace yourself before you run straight into

You sleep in fragmented glass
With reflections of you
But are you feeling alive?
Yeah let me ask you
Are you feeling alive?
I hope the dead brings the dead
And they march across our beds
I've done it before
I hope the dead brings the dead
And they march across our beds
I've done it before
I've done it before
I rode the horse of death, of death
Ride the horse of death!
So ride the horse of death!
Ride the horse of death!
Ride the horse of death!
Ride the horse of death!
Ride the horse of death!
Ride the horse of death!
I hope the dead brings the dead
And they march across our beds
I've done it before
I hope the dead brings the dead
And they march across our beds
I've done it before
I've done it before

But let me ask you
Are you feeling alive?
Are you feeling alive?
'I never got to have any real [?] about my life. I turned seventeen, moved out of my mom's house, started working, and got married. I just went straight from, being in mama's house to being a mother. I don't regret it, I don't regret having my kids. Sometimes I wished I would've had time to grow up a little bit more, instead of just being thrown from being seventeen to [?] you're an adult now. But, I mean, I've not always made the right choices, but I never had a life. I never had [?]'
If the light doesn't come outside
If the light doesn't come outside
If the light doesn't come outside
If the light doesn't come outside