Texty:
Air Supply I M Alive

(feel this way) Is this really me? I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive (Instrumental break) I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive

it Dirt they throwin' mud slides on my name They never seen this kind of stud size in a chain I analyze that like i'm Billy Crystal I'm forced to

into light When I'm with you I come alive I feel I'm living in heaven You make the wrong turn out so right I'm gonna love you forever There is

I've been alive Containing forms of records about the types of storms I've weathered Leave a stump for kids to carve initials as long as I'm remembered

can fit comfortably on the head of a pin The imminent apotheosis of devious guys Cut off my air supply I promise you I'll breathe through my eyes I'm

set alight from the heat we supply Voltage on high elements elevate to the sky Derive the means like slim But never shady on premier Cultivating, Navigating, air

left by I head with refuges and niggers they shit right, and Don't you play soccer by the ocean front? In America, I shovel the snow while I'm smoking

left by I head with refuges and niggers they shit right, and Don't you play soccer by the ocean front? In America, I shovel the snow while I'm smoking

try it Dirt they throwin' mud slides on my name They never seen this kind of stud size in a chain I analyze that like i'm Billy Crystal I'm forced to