‘This ain’t the life I’d planned
Man I sank so quickly
I’m drowning on dry land’

Shut your mouth,
You haven’t drowned,
You’re only 3 feet under ground
You’re giving up before 
The Reaper’s at your door

Push to shove, 
You’re just a chump
You’re standing Cliffside scared to jump
Bound for ground we’re all
So leap, enjoy the fall

It’s a lonely road I know
And nothing ever stands between a bullet and your soul
It’d be easier to just succumb
The race is on, but you’re still waiting for the gun
So either quit [bad word] 
Paralyzed
The venom is seeping,
Hope is fleeting from your eyes
Carrion before your time

You’re atrophied from apathy
You’ve been too long off your feet
You dreamed of sanctity
But everything’s gone wrong

It’s a lonely road I know
And nothing ever stands between a bullet and your soul
It’d be easier to just succumb
The race is on, but you’re still waiting for the gun
So either quit [bad word] 
You’ve got the world to own
All you could ever hope
Just tell me you’re still able enough
There ain’t another way
You [bad word] or stay
Tell me the will still remains

It’s a lonely road I know
And nothing ever stands 
Between a bullet and your soul
It’d be easier to just succumb 
The race is on but you’re still waiting for the gun
So either quit [bad word]