Check it out, check it out
The faith’s going away
Sometimes when I’m lying down
I feel like I’m fighting us
Looks like we’re setting the stage
For a cla**ic demise
You made it this far
Just a little bit more
Before we show you the door
Sometimes you just want to die
Sometimes you don’t wanna die
Sometimes the lowest of tides
Caught me like
Rush to the knife
You made it this far
Just a little bit more
Before we show you the door
Check it out, check it out
The faith’s going away
Before we show you the door
I’ll center the rise
The lowest of tides
Caught me like
Rush to the knife