I'm carrying a dead man's weight
Waitin' for the kings men
With a silver plate
I'm hidin' in the shadows
Of a dead mans life
Wish I would've thought twice
We carry out
The things we think about in life
We watch others do great
As we find ourselves falling
It ain't what we thought
And I find myself hurting
I close my eyes
As I count to three
And tell the next person
He wouldn't wanna be me
I drop to the floor
As only my eyes can see
That what has happened
Was meant to be
