What 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 So now I'm bleeding, on myself yes once again Seems I trusted another deceitful friend, My fault should've known the deal Keep your friends close, but your enemy's closer for real Seems easy, but nothing could be so hard Trying to guess life's dealing what's the next card I'm surely folding, I don't like this hand at all It's mine, it's pure and as decent as I can make myself Inside, we all know, only the strong survive Maybe things happen for a reason, and where in lies the answer To overcome the grieving, of life's unruly lessons I'm handed in succession, it builds my pain which makes me strong It's mine, it's pure and as decent as I can make myself Inside, we all know, only the strong survive It's mine, it's pure and as decent as I can make myself Inside, we all know, only the strong survive It's mine, it's pure and as decent as I can make myself Inside, we all know, only the strong survive And you will survive And I will survive And we will survive