Letras: Rust Belt Lights. Long Gone... - EP. The Ground.

My knees buckle under me.
The ground below is unforgiving, cold and ruthless.
There's nothing I can do to keep from falling down.
I might as well learn how to get my feet back on the ground.

Do your worst. No matter how much it hurts, I CAN TAKE THIS.
Do your worst. No matter how much it hurts, I'll be back to my feet within the
NEXT TWO WEEKS.

Even though I will spitting out my teeth, I turn my head around, there's nothing left.
It's looking pretty empty.
But no matter what happens, I know for sure, that if i'm NOT DEAD YET,
I have everything to live for.

Face down, bruised and broken, eyes barely open.
But I've still got some air in my lungs.
Face down, bruised and broken, feels like I'm choking.
But I've still got some air in my lungs,
and that will be more than enough.