I can talk, I can walk,
I can smile for a short while,
But I do not feel alive.
I can play, I can say yeah,
I can win and talk to women,
But I do not feel alive.
I can lie, I can cry,
I can kill and maybe I will,
But I cannot feel alive.
I may do things that make me seem,
That make me seem alive.
But even if I am alive, I feel dead,
Because death is in life.