[bad word] in the altitude of minus six feet
Sleeping in the bed of broken dreams
Walking on the streets of forgotten needs
Floating in the sea of blackened deeds

This life is here, see it now, face your fear
No matter who you are you've gotta fight for your world
This day is here, live it now, face your fear
No matter who you are, you've gotta try, you've gotta try

We are alone in the end, all alone
You are alone in the end, so alone

We're all made of broken dreams
Lost is hope and still we bleed
We're all a part of a broken scene
Fate is [bad word] and so we bleed