| Give up, give up; I write it like a mantra | |
| There's been enough enough hopelessness and banter | |
| I'm not alive to whine, it's an honor just to be here | |
| It's an honor just to be here alive | |
| In the hush the hush, I got fire bolts and power | |
| There's been enough enough, treading in yer water | |
| I'm not alive to cry, it's an honor just to be here | |
| It's an honor just to be here, be here alive | |
| These are our lives, these are our lives, these are them after all | |
| I'm not about to leave it up to how my cards are drawn | |
| The four leaf clover will bring you under, dark horse won't get you home | |
| I still feel lucky even if I'm not your chosen one | |
| Gone gone gone gone, the words lose all their meaning | |
| I ain't alive to beg, it's an honor just to be here | |
| I got better plans you don't want to be a part of | |
| And I'm back where I started, started alive | |
| These are our lives, these are our lives, these are them after all | |
| I'm not about to leave it up to how my cards are drawn | |
| The four leaf clover will bring you under, dark horse won't get you home | |
| I still feel lucky even if I'm not your chosen one |