Everyone wants to call it all around our life with a better name
 Everyone falls and spins and gets up again with a friend who does the same
 Everyone lies and cheats their wants and needs and still beleives their heart
 And everyoneg ets their chills, the kind taht kills when pain begins to start

We’ll get this straight
 Do you want me here?
 As I [bad word] through each and every year
 And all these demons, they keep me up all night
 They keep me up all night

Everyone’s cross to bares a crown they wear on endless holiday
 Everyone raises kids in a world that changes life to a bitter game
 Everyone works and fights days, up all night, to sell at the break of day
 And everyone lives to tell the tale of how we die a lonesome day (?)

We’ll get this straight
 Do you want me here?
 As I [bad word] through each and every year
 And all these demons, they keep me up all night
 They keep me up all night