Survival is all i had in mind, the only thing i really focused on.
But soon my life will be nothing but something that's foregone.
Nothing really caught my attention but surviving until the end.
But I guess i'll meet my casket soon, and never see the light again.
I tend to look into the future and say that i'll die any instant.
I acctually was always this way, ever since i was an infant.
Telling everybody in my family that my life was going to end soon.
And i told them I'd like to see them again soon, but they didn't listen.
And that day forward the gun and the bullet were ready to glisten.
Because that jinxed it more, Soon i'd be laid dead on the floor.
Blood barrier around me head, bloody sight basically a blurr...
I could feel my heartbeat slowing down, I was going to die.
So i winked at everyone above me, and said to them "good-bye".
Then I blacked out, Woke up in the hospital i don't know when.
Surprised to see my family once again, I knew i could manage to survive.
The greatest gift that i was given is letting me still be alive.
I thought for sure i was gone, But look i'll alive and well.
I'm very very lucky, and grateful i guess you can kind of tell.