Beneath the landslide no one to hear
There are only two things we trade for here
It's the dirt beneath your feet, and it's the air, you fight to breath
You hear your heart beat in your ear
A silent reminder that you're still here
And an alarm, that wakes you up each day
To play a game, you didn't ask to play and they'll say
The only way out is down, they'll drown you out
Like a scream into a crowd
Is it good enough? Did they hear your name?
Or did you leave this world just the same?
But when it's gone...
It's good enough, this time, for me
But when it's gone...