I'm waking up in the morning in afterglow

I'm counting chances to face the status quo

From zero to none

I'm understanding treason in the shape of gold

I'm anticipating to face against the flood

It's here to come

Well I'm still standing

With a collapsing portrait

At a standstill everything breaks the same

Everyday

Well I'm still standing

With a collapsing portrait

At a standstill everything fades away

Everyday