Metallica — Frantic

[Verse 1] If I could have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? Stop to warm at Karma's burning Or look ahead, but keep on turning? Do I have the strength to know how I'll go? Can I find it inside to deal with what I shouldn't know? Could I have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? [Pre-Chorus] You live it or lie it, you live it or lie it (You live it or lie it, you live it or lie it) My lifestyle determines my death style My lifestyle determines my death style [Chorus] Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search goes on Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search goes on Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock [Verse 2] I've worn out always being afraid An endless stream of fear that I've made Treading water full of worry This frantic tick, tick talk of hurry Do I have the strength to know how I'll go? Can I find it inside to deal with what I shouldn't know? Worn out always being afraid An endless stream of fear that I've made [Pre-Chorus] You live it or lie it, you live it or lie it (You live it or lie it, you live it or lie it) My lifestyle determines my death style My lifestyle determines my death style [Chorus] Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search goes on Keep searching, yeah, I keep on searching This search goes on, on and on Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock [Bridge] Do I have the strength to know how I'll go? Can I find it inside to deal with what I shouldn't know? Do I have the strength to know how I'll go? Can I find it inside to deal with what I shouldn't know? Oh, my lifestyle determines my death style (Birth is pain) A rising tide that pushes to the other side (Life is pain) My lifestyle determines my death style (Death is pain) A rising tide that pushes to the other side (It's all the same) [Chorus] Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, on and on Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, on and on Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock Frantic, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick tock