You know I’ve heard it said there’s beauty in distortion.By some people who’ve withdrawn to find their headsNow they say that there is humor in misfortuneYou know I wonder if they’ll laugh when I am deadWhy am I fighting to live if I ‘m just living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?Hey, 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?Yeah, you know I used to weave my words into confusion.And so I hope you’ll understand me when I ‘m throughYou know I used to live my life as an illusion,But reality will make my dreams come true.So I’ll keep fighting to live till there’s no reason to fightAnd I’ll keep trying to see until the end is in sightYou know I’m trying to give so c’mon give me a tryYou know I’m dying to live until I’m ready ⦒til I’m ready â¦..’til I’m ready â¦..’til I’m ready to die