This

is

sur-

vi-

val

This

is

my

e-

xile

I

find

no

so-

lace

I

find

no

so-

lace

be-

neath

a

God-

less

sky

Will

I

find

shel-

ter

in

the

pla-

ces

the

Sun

could

ne-

ver

find

Now

be-

hold

the

con-

se-

quence

The

af-

ter-

math

of

ig-

no-

rance,

shack-

led

to

my

worth-

less

neck

Give

me

one

rea-

son

to

re-

sist

So

I

slip

be-

low

I

can't

re-

sist

the

un-

der-

tow

So

I

slip

be-

low

I

can't

re-

sist

the

un-

der-

tow

I

find

no

so-

lace

be-

neath

a

God-

less

sky

Will

I

find

shel-

ter

in

the

pla-

ces

the

Sun

could

ne-

ver

find?

Be-

cause

eve-

ry-

thing's

tur-

ning

black

And

I

see

no

hope

of

tur-

ning

back

Cold

ter-

ror

grips

my

lungs

To

let

it

in

would

be

to

ac-

cept

de-

feat

But

what's

left

to

fight

for?

When

I

look

in-

side,

the

no-

thing-

ness

con-

fronts

me

Vexed

by

the

hands

of

timer

This

is

sur-

vi-

val

I

a-

gainst

I

What's

left

in-

side?

What's

left

in-

side?

What's

left

in-

side?

So

I

slip

be-

low

I

can't

re-

sist

the

un-

der-

tow

So

I

slip

be-

low

I

can't

re-

sist

I

can't

re-

sist

I

can't

re-

sist

I

can't

re-

sist

No,

can

feel

the

dead-

weight

I

can

feel

the

dead-

weight

of

my

soul

Drag-

ging

me

from

this

world

Oh,

dead-

weight