the rest of my life

Descubrí por ahí, escuchando fragmentos, una canción cuya letra me gustó particularmente, y que va a continuación. En especial me gusta la frase que dice "i want to spend the rest of my life alive", flor de respuesta a las preguntas existenciales de "qué quiero hacer con mi vida?" y ese tipo de gansadas.

I am my own affliction
I am my own disease
There ain't no drug that they could sell
Oh, there ain't no drug to make me well

(There ain't no drug)
There ain't no drug
There ain't no drug
It's not enough
The sickness is myself

I've made a mess of me
I want to get back the rest of me
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
I've made a mess of me
I want to get back the rest of me
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
The rest of my life alive

We lock our souls in cages
We hide inside our shells
It's hard to free the ones you love
Oh, when you can't forgive yourself
Yeah, forgive yourself

(There ain't no drug)
There ain't no drug
There ain't no drug
The sickness is myself

I've made a mess of me
I want to get back the rest of me
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
I've made a mess of me
I want to reverse this tragedy
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
The rest of my life alive

Oh, right
And there ain't no drug
There ain't no drug
There ain't no drug
No drug to make me well
There ain't no drug
It's not enough
I'm breaking up
The sickness is myself
The sickness is myself

I've made a mess of me
I want to get back the rest of me
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
I've made a mess of me
I want to reverse this tragedy
I've made a mess of me
I want to spend the rest of my life alive
The rest of my life alive