Is it too late to call it? You're lost and gone and falling Your feet don't seem to lead you in the right places anymore You thought you'd never be here You had it all planned out well And now you're stuck with too much weight It's too much... And fire, hot fire, burns you down It shakes and breaks and takes the town And all the lies that tie you down We'll break them. It's a concrete beat down You make a little but you take a lot of heat You're not yourself lately Somebody else they're saying Who is that anyway Well I know... If you're putting on a show everywhere you go And the lies you tell don't seem to make you And if you're in a tight spot Where everything seems dead Well I've been there and we will break out