1987

1987 The oak broke through my window Missed me by an inch Winter '17 A deer caught in the headlights Swerved into a ditch 1985 Missed the boat to England The next week it had sunk Autumn 20-O-nine Blacked out on the drugs Drank only to get drunk And it feels good to be with you being alive It feels good to be with you being alive I got five lives left, I'll save the rest Choose my time to die It feels good to be with you being alive 1991 Fake superhero stalked me I ran like the howling wind 1984 Racing down a church hill Smashed to smithereens 2006 50cc on a mountain cliff Crash right around the bend Summer zero-seven Boys on a London rooftop Pulled back by my friends Oh, it feels good to be with you being alive It feels good to be with you being alive Got one life left, I'll trick my death Choose my time to die It feels good to be with you being alive, oh Oh, wretched gods above us Gave me a skeleton key to life It's my pity party, gonna Keep you up all night Eh, and it feels good to be with you being alive Solid ground I jumped down from the wire Got one life left, I'll trick my death Choose my time to die It feels good to be with you being alive 1987 Music came to find me I've been lost in it since