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