It's time, it's time
Step on up!

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.
Why don't you think about that?!
Why don't you think about that?

So now I'm bleeding on myself yes once again
Seems I [bad word] another deceitful friend
My fault, I should've known the deal
Keep your friends close, but your enemies 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
(Why don't you think about)

Maybe things happen for a reason and wherein lies the answer
To [bad word] the grieving of lifes [bad word] lessons
I'm handed in sucession,
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

When it's mine, and it's pure and, as decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know, only the strong survive

Why don't you think about that?!
Why don't you think about that for a minute?