He's alive, I'm heavy Tryna make an eye, on how to live Sons of freedom Always trying to be less And I'm just in it for the ride We're all the same Every day is hard So much work is left undone But my brother builds a machine to do the things we hate Ugh! Ugh! It's a shame Both sides are scared Does no one care? Barely breathing He lives in fear Of every thought Dying alone is harsh He's alive, I'm heavy Trying to find a way to see the world Was this man made real After his last name was said?