You just woke up but you're not awake
You feel like you slept on a grave
News on tv, bad melody
And someone will squeeze you today
No energy you don't want to speak
You can't find the reason to run
You'd rather believe there's nothing to feel
You're crawling around
Take my hand you will join the band
Feel the heat of our gladness gland
You've just been crushed by the weight of the past
You can't find the reason to love
News on the phone, now you're alone
You're searching answers in vain
You are fed up of people say
They stick a new label that you hate
You'd rather believe there's nothing to be
You're crawling around
Take my hand you will join the band
Feel the heat of our gladness gland
Take my hand you will join the band
Feel the heat of our gladness gland