Strapped to a rotting bed if I were up I'd rule the world Why can't I be a stand-up guy I'm stuck at prone Without me that worthless son of a bitch would not have a dime How did this happen to me - where did it all go wrong We make the grave mistakes Then try to fool our own minds Distress and consequence The rumination kills time How am I supposed to face the day to face the world If only I were given a fair break you'd see I swear You can end up burning bridges just for standing tall The losing circle is so cold lonely and dark We make the grave mistakes Then try to fool our own minds Distress and consequence The rumination kills time I see you everywhere It's so hard to look Now I hear you everywhere Friendships we had mistook So face your reflection And take your medication Now make a new direction Or stay in rumination And I'm still strapped to a rotting bed if I were up I'd rule the world Why can't I be a stand-up guy I'm stuck at prone Without me that worthless son of a bitch would not have a dime How did this happen to me - where did it all go wrong