It kills me when you're in pain
You said it does worse to you
It makes you feel alive
But in all the wrong ways
It makes you feel the sun of each day
But the fire, not the shine
It makes you feel the rain
But the storms, not the mist
It makes you feel the earth
But the mud, not the grass
It makes you feel the air
But the wind, not the breeze
It makes you feel the water
But you drown, not swim
It makes you feel alive
But the pain, not the love