Everyday Life (The Old Dead Tree)

Wake up A new day has come Bringing new fears It's tme to face the crowd Outside the sky is wearing grey The clothes are worn Colours faded away I wish I could stay stending I wish I could stay strong But I can't stand on my own Everyday life, everyday death A strenght forever gone (The) outside world reveals my distress Dead man walking the streets Doing a senseless job the live Perpetual motion of fears Buried alive: everyday life Those feeling of confinement Bring me down Six feet underground Help me Because I can't stand upright today