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Gather round all you young, heed my warning
When you're young and you're lovely, there are voices
That pull you down like some malady inside us
But not yours and not mine in her likeness

I come alive, I come alive
I come alive, I come alive
This whole week since you arrived

They seek the shade that you can only get from the holes in her body
That's the allure of the smoke and the stars and the call to the oven
And all the women who've fallen before me were tipping the scales
But somehow the allure of the smoke and the stars can no longer pull me

I come alive, I come alive
I come alive, I come alive
In true love to feel right
Allow myself more than those mothers were allowed
And more love in my life than suicide

And if you say, if you do dare to say
That it's all in my mind
When every trouble that you care to relate to was born of a mind
And up against the letters of my betters
Who wrote I should be in the ground
I come alive, I come alive
I come alive, et je revive

I come alive, I come alive
I come alive, I come alive
To feel we are certified
Je revive, et je revive
Les joies de vivre
I come alive and out into the real
I come alive

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