[AG Lyonz:]
What is it like to know the cure? (Yea)
What is it like to feel secure? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to be alone with the future? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to know it'll be alright? (Alright, alright, alright)

[QuESt:]
No means to predict my faith
Still living in a fucked up space
All I gotta do is keep the faith
Everything will fall in place
God telling me to hold his word
Lucius got me feeling insecure
Fake all of the moves I make
So when I need your strength, I'm scared
Always gotta chase tomorrow
No hope in the present time
In the irony that remains
Future's in a distant mind
Wake up with a decent smile
Knowing that it's all worth the while
Enthused to live my life
Someone tell me...

[AG Lyonz:]
What is it like to know the cure? (Yea)
What is it like to feel secure? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to be alone with the future? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to know it'll be alright? (Alright, alright, alright)

[QuESt:]
Middle fingers to the man in the mirror
Pissed off at the one I see
Finest of expectations, they just sway right back to me
Glance back at the goals I set
Set back to a road I guess
Don't stress, never hold regrets
Only prevents a man from his own progress
Too long, time passes
Reminisce as tunnel light flashes
Worsen, will I rise above the finish line or destined for curtains
Turfin' the line of uncertainty and bring colors of pain while I'm murkin'
My brain, suicide, somebody tell me...

[AG Lyonz:]
What is it like to know the cure? (Yea)
What is it like to feel secure? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to be alone with the future? (Hoo-yea)
What is it like to know it'll be alright? (Alright, alright, alright)

What's it like? [x8]
What's it like, baby? [x8]