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how to survive Video (MV)




Performed By: Alan Fiore
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Alan Fiore




Alan Fiore - how to survive Lyrics
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It was in woven in your fabric
You were baptized as a catholic girl
You got locked inside your home
Still you're swearing at the traffic
But I'm the one who's batshit don't you know
So you packed your bags to go
You're leaving with your arms stretched out
Know your making it of here
Never had doubts
And there's nothing but God to fear
Back against the wall
Saying who am I to call you a f*cking liar
That's a far cry
You're gonna start a fire
I'll fold my hands now
Smoke moving through the canyon
You burn the woods down
Leave room for nothing but spite
And you're swinging at the bricks now
Fists bleeding, you're abandoned
Think you made your body proud
Or can you see this ain't right
Don't need something divine to tell you how to survive
But you get hit enough your pride will get you crucified
Tried to find some silver lining
But I'm hellbent on admiring what's been lost
Am I better of or not
Well I'm soaking in the silence
While you're getting drunk and dancing with someone
Who the hell likes moving on
You're leaving with your arms stretched out
Know your making it of here
Never had doubts
And there's nothing but God to fear
Back against the wall
Saying who am I to call you a f*cking liar
That's a far cry
You're gonna start a fire
I'll fold my hands now
Smoke moving through the canyon
You burn the woods down
Leave room for nothing but spite
And you're swinging at the bricks now
Fists bleeding, you're abandoned
Think you made your body proud
Or can you see this ain't right
Don't need something divine to tell you how to survive
But you get hit enough your pride will get you crucified
You're pride will get you crucified
If you don't learn how to survive
If you don't learn how to survive
You don't need the divine
You're just rolling the dice
You don't need the divine to tell you how to survive
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It was in woven in your fabric
You were baptized as a catholic girl
You got locked inside your home
Still you're swearing at the traffic
But I'm the one who's batshit don't you know
So you packed your bags to go
You're leaving with your arms stretched out
Know your making it of here
Never had doubts
And there's nothing but God to fear
Back against the wall
Saying who am I to call you a f*cking liar
That's a far cry
You're gonna start a fire
I'll fold my hands now
Smoke moving through the canyon
You burn the woods down
Leave room for nothing but spite
And you're swinging at the bricks now
Fists bleeding, you're abandoned
Think you made your body proud
Or can you see this ain't right
Don't need something divine to tell you how to survive
But you get hit enough your pride will get you crucified
Tried to find some silver lining
But I'm hellbent on admiring what's been lost
Am I better of or not
Well I'm soaking in the silence
While you're getting drunk and dancing with someone
Who the hell likes moving on
You're leaving with your arms stretched out
Know your making it of here
Never had doubts
And there's nothing but God to fear
Back against the wall
Saying who am I to call you a f*cking liar
That's a far cry
You're gonna start a fire
I'll fold my hands now
Smoke moving through the canyon
You burn the woods down
Leave room for nothing but spite
And you're swinging at the bricks now
Fists bleeding, you're abandoned
Think you made your body proud
Or can you see this ain't right
Don't need something divine to tell you how to survive
But you get hit enough your pride will get you crucified
You're pride will get you crucified
If you don't learn how to survive
If you don't learn how to survive
You don't need the divine
You're just rolling the dice
You don't need the divine to tell you how to survive
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Writer: Alan Fiore
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