What makes you touch?
  What makes you feel?
  What makes you stop and smell the roses in an open field?
  What makes you unclean?
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
  Yeah, yeah,
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
  Yeah, Yeah
    What makes you laugh?
  What makes you cry?
  What makes our youth run
  From the thought that we might die?
  What makes you bleed?
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
    Somebody told me the wrong way
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
  Somebody told me the wrong way
    What if I died?
  What did I give?
  I hope it was an answer so you might live
  I hope I helped you live
  I hope I helped you live
  I hope I helped you live
  I hope I helped you live...live
    Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
  Somebody told me the wrong way
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah
  Somebody told me the wrong way
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, Yeah