When in your condition you don't get much done When in your position it can't be all that fun The more you give, the more they take The question can get down You cannot leave You cannot pretend They preach and feel in one
You're going underground You hide away from all attacks You're nowhere to be found But soon I'll bet you will stray back You're going underground Everybody wants you just to lose track You're nowhere to be found Until the day that I know you'll struggle back
Dead ‘cuz yours days can’t keep you in shape To the world that go to skate but you’re just another ape The lies that you are making up seem sweet atleast at first but soon they'll know you faked it all and then your bubble'll burst
You're going underground You're running away from heartattack You're nowhere to be found But soon I'll bet you will stray back You're going underground Everybody wants you just to lose but You're nowhere to be found Until the day that I know you'll struggle back
Well, if you can't solve your problems, got to make things happen You gotta take the bull by the horns Every can't kill the bet they need to have fun
You're going underground You're running away from heartattack You're nowhere to be found But soon I'll bet you will stray back You're going underground Everybody wants you just to lose but You're nowhere to be found Until the day that I know you'll struggle back
Compositores: Erik Hans Olsson, Nikola Sarcevic (Millencolin), Mathias Lars Ake Farm, Fredrik Olof Larsson ECAD: Obra #3609830