I know that feeling of waking up dead

A kick in the arse, another shot in the head

As I pull myself up off the ground

Modern evidence is dragging me down

Same old struggle, different day

It's not what you know, it's what you paid

Same old struggle, different day

It's not what you know, it's what you paid

I fall, I fall again

Fuck this day, I won't join the line

Feels like I'm doing time

Feels like I'm doing time

I fall, I fall again

Persecute the working man, kill off all the individuals

You can't dump me down this way

I'm sick and tired of the fall

I'm tired of falling, so tired of falling

Used to think the World was kind of flat

Found out it's the way you look at it

I used to run, I used to hide

I used to run, I used to hide