[Intro]
I gotta question
What’s good?
Well, if just being born is the greatest act of creation
Then, what do you suppose to do after that?
Isn’t everything becomes mixed, filled with disappointment?
Slowly entering into a complete big pile of mush

[Verse 1]
Uh, am I really living?
Look in the mirror at myself, only find twisted visions
And love was never really felt, fuckin’ with different women
And I ain’t movin’ up, so have I reached my limit?

[Hook 1]
Damn, am I really living?
Damn, am I really living?
Damn, am I really living?

[Verse 2]
I don’t feel no hope for my lost soul
I don’t give a fuck about a ho
I don’t give a fuck about your soul, ‘cause I’m chilled
But, am I really living?

[Hook 2]
Am I really living?
Am I really living?
Am I really living?
But… until I find you

[Bridge]
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)
Until I find you (You, you)

[Outro]
Somewhere you’re (Until I find you) going, I can’t (Until I find you) tell
Somewhere you’re (Until I find you) going, I can’t tell
I-I can’t tell
I-I can’t tell
I…