Tell myself it's all right to be part of this life

Of aching hearts and good times. I never felt this was a crime

Down here you can't tell me what to do

Down here you can't tell what to feel

You can't touch me, you can't see me

If you're lucky you'll hear me scream

Free myself from what lies in the burden of 9 to 5

I take the time to cherish the life and the memories that come with it

I can't pretend that life's 0.K., bleeding the blood of conformity

I hear my angel sing her song of salvation and this is how it goes

Woah Woah Woah...GO!