Live

I'm good at surviving.  Like...REALLY good.  What I want to do now is live.  REALLY LIVE.

When its missing then you want it more, it isnt right
Turning, turning out the door and back to this
Leave it like it was before and let me out
Must have been the end of the story

Giving it all, giving it all away
Youre gonna wake up someone
Well, study it all, the wings, the crowd, your face
Youre gonna end up like one

Well, trouble at home, travel the way you say
The road dont like me
Travel away, travel it all away
The roads gonna end on me

Men, they like me cause Im a warrior

Now the strangers have caught on and theyre riding in the backseat
The rivers gonna wash all, yeah, the river it spoke to me
It told me Im small and I swallowed it down
If I make it at all, Ill make you want me

Trouble at home, travel the way you say
The road dont like me
Travel it all, travel it all away
The roads gonna get on me

And Im small
The roads gonna get on me
Well, if it gets it at all
The roads gonna end on me, hey, hey, hey

Like a warrior, a warrior
Dance the warrior, the warrior

I think it's a chemical imbalance.  How long does it take to get back to "normal"?  The idea that I will never get there really makes me question the path I'm taking.  A lot of things.  The thoughts that I may always have this THING inside of me that just makes me BAD. That's a feeling.  I feel like I've lost some things and the bad shit is more at the forefront of my mind.  I thought I could brush it off and move on once I accepted my mistake.  I still don't feel right.  Grasping at illusions.  Eluding to self destruction.  I just need to feel something real.