Falling down a hole and pretending that I'm in control
Make it like I'm flying, soaring into parts unknown
Coming down like dead weight trying hard to feel alive
Head above the water, struggling against the tide
Friday I was thirteen, Saturday I'm buried
Underneath the beating burden that I carried
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Sunday I revive and keep up the decline and
Monday I arrive and then I realize that
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Oh yeah, right from the start
Walking on a tightrope trying hard to miss the ground
Denial is my balance, I wear it like a worn-out crown
Waking up in shambles, never going back to sleep
Whatever I have left is something that I aim to keep
Friday I was thirteen, Saturday I'm buried
Underneath the beating burden that I carried
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Sunday I revive and keep up the decline and
Monday I arrive and then I realize that
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Oh yeah, right from the start
Friday I was thirteen, Saturday I'm buried
Underneath the beating burden that I carried
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Sunday I revive and keep up the decline and
Monday I arrive and then I realize that
Everything was torn apart right from the start
Right from the start
Oh yeah, right from the start
