Try to stand up
 Can't feel your feet
 Trying to survive
 You have no will to live

 You want to get out
 Walk through that door
 Too weak to seek for help
 But you know you have to try

 Just one more time

 Waiting for the end
 Or a change
 Direction
 'Cos you know you are ready to take everything you get

 You get nothing done
 Emotionally broken
 You feel sick
 When you find out that your best friend is a liar

 Like we all are

 This is not the first time
 When I'm in this condition
 And it's not the last time when I promise to change everything

 Another year
 Another wasted season
 decent boy holds the line alone

 Another day
 Another wasted hour
 I'm standing on the edge of open grave
 Let the shovel sing

 Squeeze all the anger into a box
 Seal it tight and bury it deep
 Squash all your wisdom and light up the skies
 [bad word] the blade till your fingers bleed
 They preach about family and love
 Yet in the end nothing's sacred

 Halos are fading

 This is not the last time when I'm bound to take the step
 And it's not the first time when I promise everything

 Another round
 Another empty bottle
 That same boy tries to be a man

 Another prayer
 Another pointless promise
 I'm standing on the edge of open grave
 Let the shovel sing

 Spilling lies upon your father's grave
 Let the shovel sing