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...