Standing in line at the stupid gate
looking down at feet
barely sunshine, rain pouring down
silently wanting to weep

Feel so cold inside
never felt so

The hinges are creaking, our time has come
the shoving can begin
towards a window with iron bars in front
like the confession of your sins

Hard to beat
the forces you have to compete
Survive I will
with stamina, power and skill
blow up the force within

Never felt so needy to blow up the force within