About time for anyone telling I throw your deeds
No sign, the roar and thunder, stop and golden ring
I get mine and make no excuses
Waste of precious breath (No time)
The sun shines on everyone
Everyone, love yourself to death

So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go
You'll never be loved til you make your own
You gotta face up, you gotta get low
You'll never know the dark till you get too low

The song of us
We're sorry
The song of us
I'm so sorry

The song of us
We're sorry
The song of us
I'm so sorry