the day after independance day
theres no laughter
and nothing left to say

we all fall back
to our padded lies
our hearts turn black

heres to the dollar signs



either way we will all fall down
the beating heart is the only sound
close our eyes as we hit the ground

and wake up blinded
[x2]


we're all burnt out
from working overtime
from eating pills that

control our state of mind
we drink ourselves to asleep
just to forget the day

we medicate again
just to stay awake


are we living just to die
or are we just dieing to live


either way we will all fall down
the beating heart is the only sound
close our eyes as we hit the ground

and wake up blinded
[x2]