Alive
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em,
Glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
Yeah!
You left me in pieces
I never know if I am doing the right thing
I have no certainties
The truth is that we'll never be free
There's always something that binds us all
Our actions are based on fake decisions
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only I can batter down
I beg to be set free,
But no one seems to hear me
The truth is that
We'll never be free
Your mind's taking over who I am
A life made to suffer
We'll never take it back
You left me in pieces
I never know if I am doing the right thing
And all the pain and conflicts
Met on the road
A different perception
A process to grow
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only I can batter down
I beg to be set free,
But no one seems to hear me
The truth is that
We'll never be free
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em,
Glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only we can batter down
We beg to be set free
But no one seems to hear us
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em, glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em, glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
I'm glad to make 'em,
Glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
Yeah!
You left me in pieces
I never know if I am doing the right thing
I have no certainties
The truth is that we'll never be free
There's always something that binds us all
Our actions are based on fake decisions
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only I can batter down
I beg to be set free,
But no one seems to hear me
The truth is that
We'll never be free
Your mind's taking over who I am
A life made to suffer
We'll never take it back
You left me in pieces
I never know if I am doing the right thing
And all the pain and conflicts
Met on the road
A different perception
A process to grow
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only I can batter down
I beg to be set free,
But no one seems to hear me
The truth is that
We'll never be free
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em,
Glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
Slaves of a lie they live supported by
A rotten wood pillar
That only we can batter down
We beg to be set free
But no one seems to hear us
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em, glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
I want, I must live my life with mistakes
I'm glad to make 'em, glad to face 'em
Glad to feel alive
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriele Sampieri
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