Your eyes are almost dead
Can't get out of bed.
And you can't sleep.
You're sitting down to dress
and you're a mess.
You look in the mirror.
You look in your eyes.
Say you realize.
Everybody goes leaving those who fall behind.
Everybody goes as far as they can, they don't just care.
They stood on the stairs
laughing at your errors.
Your mother's dead
she said "Don't be afraid."
Your mother's dead.
You're on your own
She's in her bed.
Everybody goes leaving those who fall behind.
Everybody goes as far as they can, they don't just care.
You're a wasted face.
You're a sad eyed lie.
You're a holocaust.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): William Chilton