Dig my own grave Last in what I should accept I'm no better than the rest I can feel it wearing think We were never meant to win
Letting go of yesterday is easier said than I can do You are always haunting me I can't explain the fear or inadequacy
I am the enemy My enemy
Time is not on my side I am not on my side
I come to terms with the truth Fortune has never been a friend So the story sadly goes this truly is the end
End of the raod for all my hope I dig my own grave Lost in what I should accept I'm no better tan the rest I can feel it wearing thin We were never meant to win