You can't let them walk all over you.
So you stand, but you don't know what to do.
In your head, you let it get, underneath your skin,
before you stand alone.
You can't die with all your sin, or your shadows will win.
Don't let it under you skin.
Could you die with all your sin?
So we tried so fucking hard, but we lost it all.
The leaves were all gone.
Such a cold, cold, cold fall.
Yet we'll all stand so tall.