A very temperamental process, beginning with all of our excess Affecting our very own ingest, this side of you is speechless Overwhelmed with an abscess, creating new diseases And infecting whomever it pleases, we've been living this way for too long, too long
Then I noticed a difference, in the way that I saw other insects Who were living a life of indulgence, sheltered by their parents Such an unlucky existence, not given a chance to experience And make their own decisions, I wouldn't trade my own mistakes at all
[Chorus] Reach out your hands Out for the ones who, aid when the going gets rough Until the end. These are the ones who, help when the times get tough And times will get tough. Get up again. Times will get tough. Get up again