The Old Dead Tree - Everyday lifeWake up.
A new day has come,
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,
A 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
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