Being Alive And Livin’

Come on boys

I ain't a guy to just kick back
And watch bikes race around the track
I'm white knuckled to the handle bars with both my hands
No I ain't one to just stand around
While a parachute falls to the ground
I gotta be hanging underneath it when it lands
I'm not a wonder what it feels like kinda man

I wanna ski the deepest Colorado snow
Feel the heat off a live volcano
Hangin' off the edge is my kind of chillin'
I wanna run with the bulls through the streets of Spain
Dance with my baby in the thunder and rain
Do everything I can with the days I'm given
There's a difference between being alive and livin'

I got this daredevil rebel gene
That pushes me a little past extreme
I've felt it ever since I was a little kid
I ain't gonna get to my rockin' chair
Scratchin' a head full of silver hair
And look back on a bunch of things I wished I did
I'm gonna meet my maker with an empty bucket list

I wanna ski the deepest Colorado snow
Feel the heat off a live volcano
Hangin' off the edge is my kind of chillin'
I wanna run with the bulls through the streets of Spain
Dance with my baby in the thunder and rain
Do everything I can with the days I'm given
There's a difference between being alive and livin'
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Oh Lord I'm livin'

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