The Dirtiest Things The Early November

[Verse 1]
I don't fear the end of my time
I'm hardly holding on
My spirit's all that shows
I'm already a ghost
Better cherish that light
Before your sun refuses to shine
Better offer it your soul
Better let it take you home
Hope will keep you all alone
But if I were the king of the forest
I'd probably sell the trees and give us air to breathe
I'm just like you
Oh, it's only nature to be cruel
And I'd like to think the sacrifice
Would give me what I need to stay alive

[Pre-Chorus]
Alive
Alive

[Chorus]
We do the dirtiest things (Alive)
To be the beautiful ones
We find a way (alive)
To just complain about being alive (Alive)
We'd tax the air if I could (Alive)
And make them pay every dime
We'd find a way
To make the dollar have to keep us alive (Alive)