Don't Fail, don't fall at such a "glorious" rate
The weight's dragging you down the curbside
Get up and out of bed
And don't press your cheeks to the windowsill boy
There's nothing anyone could do
I'm sorry i woke you
You see, this day could be the greatest thing to radiate
If you just get up and don't believe all those things
In your head
If you just get up
Tomorrow probably...