Wake up.
new day [bad word] 
Bringing new fears.
It"s time to face the crowd.

Outside the sky is wearing grey,
The clothes are worn,
Colours faded away.

I wish I could stay standing.
I wish I could stay strong.
But I can"t stand on my own.

Everyday life, everyday death,
strength forever gone.
(The) outside world reveals my distress,
Dead man walking the streets
Doing a senseless job to live
Perpetual motion of fears
Buried alive: everyday life

Those feelings of confinement
Bring me down
Six feet underground

Help me
Because I can"t stand upright today