I'm waking up in the morning in afterglow
I'm counting chances to face the status quo
From zero to none
I'm understanding treason in the shape of gold
I'm anticipating to face against the flood
It's here to come
Well I'm still standing
With a collapsing portrait
At a standstill everything breaks the same
Everyday
Well I'm still standing
With a collapsing portrait
At a standstill everything fades away
Everyday