The Cost Of Living - Athletics

We're getting older

And yesterday is catching up

To our plans of getting out of this alive

We're all alone here with nowhere left to hide

I've never been so scared

To breathe and open up my eyes

A new day is breaking off the mold

Our bodies left us hours ago

The second hand takes first again

My fingers too late to grab ahold of what's ahead

And my feet are dragging far behind

My lungs are bleeding

Without their help I'm bound to die

The air is much too thin

My will is too weak to survive

A new day is breaking off the mold

Our bodies left us hours ago

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

My will is too weak to survive

The second hand takes first again

Where the f**k are we going

Why aren't we home

This coast is a graveyard

We have nowhere to go

I've been sleeping in interludes

Synched up to the rain

That is plaguing this summer

That is causing this pain

To the north is a light

To the west there is hope

We are drowning in debts

We're in need of a rope

To hold onto or fit to our necks

My will is dead