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A heavier darker song with a hard rocking groove about getting lost in the rat race of life and losing focus of your own goals dreams and talents

The bells are ringing waking the dead
Out of the darkness racing to get ahead
Living lies digging their graves
Hope with no vision, they lost faith
Bleeding hearts turning to stone
Life all around you, yet feeling alone
Throw down your shovel, grab hold of each day
God gave you passion to find your own way

Barely alive, are you living your own life
Chasing the thunder
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down
Barely alive, are you digging your own grave
Five and a half feet under
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down

The wheels keep turning, a slave to the grind
You have a vision that life's left you behind
Bones turn to dust from the grind from the wheel
Souls from your past screaming out for what's real
Keys to your past from the author of time
Out of the race becoming one with the vine
Walking with trust you may stumble and fall
Treasure your gift's you have faith in his call

Barely alive, are you living your own life
Chasing the thunder
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down
Barely alive, are you digging your own grave
Five and a half feet under
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down

Barely alive, are you living your own life
Chasing the thunder
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down
Barely alive, are you digging your own grave
Five and a half feet under
Barely alive, living lies under blue skies
You're going down

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