It's time to look alive, here's your gut check, sunshine!

Pull the curtains back, this is your life in the outside!

Ah, it's good to be home, I think I'll take this house down!

Revenge is in the driver's seat and virtue's got a shotgun!

I don't know if I'll see you in the afterlife

But I'm not waiting to find out

If the stars can take us all back home

I want something that's mine!

A someday we can fight for

In a somewhere that is ours, and ours alone

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

They tried to send me down where the sun don't shine

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

But it's hard to kill somebody when they're dead inside

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

They tried to send me down where the sun don't shine

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

But it's hard to kill somebody when they're dead inside

How many lucks does it take to get to the center of a desperate man who's losing his grip?

Watch one, two, three, four, I don't know, I don't know

Eight, nine, ten, ah!

Aw, never mind the risk, it's the shadows that we're here for

Tell me, Mr. man, exactly who did you get sick for?

I'm not sick, no

I don't know if I'll see you in the afterlife

But I'm not waiting to find out

If the stars can take us all back home

I want something that's mine!

A someday we can fight for

In a somewhere that is ours, and ours alone

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

They tried to send me down where the sun don't shine

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

But it's hard to kill somebody when they're dead inside

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

They tried to send me down where the sun don't shine

Aye-yi-yi, wake up and look alive

But it's hard to kill somebody when they're dead inside

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Oh my god, I miss you the most

I used to talk to friends, but now I talk to ghosts

Make me swift and make me strong

Make me right when all is wrong

For the daughters and for the sons

I am the knife, and I am the gun

May I be relentless for my age

Half the size, but twice the rage

I have a purpose and I have a flame

Because I had a family, and I had a name