https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a770Xc9vfm4What makes me think that it'll all work out in the end
Afraid to feel bad, better off to try and pretend
I'm immortal, immune to all that is wrong
Just keep on wishing, crossing my fingers so long
Is this helping, I'm growing weaker each day
Can't stop whining, still afraid of what I might say
Or reactions, that control us one and all
It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive