The Reaper (feat. The Classic Crime)

Far from the hands of The Reaper
Here with my oxygen starved brain
There's nothing left to hold my breath over
But moving on just don't feel sane

It seems like catastrophe
To lift my head, and feel the weight
Of every open door in front of me
But moving on just don't feel sane

(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)

And this chemical imbalance
A state of mind that I create
To outsource the pain of consciousness
When the choice alone is mine to make

And I feel it drawing nearer
An awakening of thought
It'll shake me by the shoulders
Till my weary head rolls off
(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)

And this thought, I'll find an answer
Has got the tightest grip on me
And while it brings a little comfort
Even this I cannot keep

And with my eyes finally open
I see the truth I've always known
That all this light on the horizon
Will burn the flesh right off my bones

(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)
(You're not alive till you let go)

All this change
The inevitable toll life takes
To know this heart is beating and awake
You're not alive till you let go
Not alive till you let go

All this change
The inevitable toll life takes
To know this heart is beating and awake
You're not alive till you let go
Not alive till you let go

All this change
The inevitable toll life takes
To know this heart is beating and awake
You're not alive till you let go
Not alive till you let go

You're not alive till you let go
You're not alive till you let go

Far from the hands of The Reaper
Here with my oxygen starved brain
There's nothing left to hold my breath over
But standing here just don't feel sane

And with my eyes finally open
I see the truth I've always known
That all this light on the horizon
Will transform my flesh and bones