You know, I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion
By some people who've withdrawn to find their head
Cnd they say that there is humor in misfortune
You know, 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