Every single night, the same arrangment,    I go out and fight the fight   Still I always feel the strangest enstrangments   Nothing here is real, nothing here is right   I've been making shows of trading blows   Just hoping no one knows   That I've been going through the motions   Going through the parts   Nothing seems to penetrate my heart      I was always brave and kinda righteous   Now I find I'm wavering   Crawl out of your grave   You'll find this fight just doesn't mean a thing   She ain't got that swing   Thanks for noticing      She does pretty well with things from hell   But lately we can tell   That she's just going through the motions   Faking it somhow   She's not even half the girlshe....owww!      Will I stay this way forever?   Sleepwalk through my life's endeavor?      How can I repay you?   Whatever.      I don't want to be going through the motions   Losing all my drive   I can't even see   If this is really me   And I just want to be   Alive!