"On and on, like we're living on a broken record. Hope is strong, but misery's a little quicker.
Sit, and we wait, and we drown there, thinking, "Why bother play when it's unfair?"
They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief. They tell me luck will travel, I tell 'em that's why I've got feet.
Left, right, left, right, moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat.
This could be the last chance you have to fly. Do you like the ground? Want it to pass you by?
Man, you had it all when you were just kid. Do you even remember who you were back then?
What do you want in life? Will you be twice as strong?
What would you sacrifice? What are you waiting on?
Don't stop, march on."