Dead Walking 
... 
I've got to get out, 
got to get away from here somehow, 
I've got to get out, 
got to get away from this crowd. 

Rise your alive, our hope, 
our fight, the [bad word] in life, 
to make out own way across to the other side. 

Show me the light, 
illuminate the night, 
got to get out of sight, 
stop fueling this endless fight. 

Realize, you've been living a god [bad word] lie, 
I've been watching the shadows moving in different ways, 
I have seen the way the world has changed, 
I don't [bad word] the dark 
these days. 

As I fall away, I'll find myself some day, some how, some way.