Sinking into the sheets
Sinking into defeat
Step softly, as I lay beneath
I spread myself under your feet
I had a lot to learn about respect when you told me you were better off dead
Tell me something I can sing
Tell me anything

What is this place in hell that I know so well?
This life is a labour
I will slave until I'm able to forget myself

But I sink into defeat
Step softly, as I lay beneath
I spread myself under your feet
I had a lot to learn about respect
I thought a lot about the things that you said
Younger men have wished for death, but I will carry on because I am my father's son, I am my mother's love and I will earn your name

What is this place in hell that I know so well?
This life is a labour
I will slave until I'm able to forget myself

I shut myself away from endless tragedy
My head gets in the way of the man I try to be