Cant eat can't drink, my head is spinning My stomach feasts on itself, how fucking fitting? I scrape myself from the floor; swear I've been her before Gut splitting, fucking quitting, I gotta even the score Down not out Onward upward always Forwards ever backwards never Down not out Onward upward Can't think, can't sleep, my heart is racing Running from the past that I broke, or the future I'm racing I'm wearing thin, I'll probably be here again Tongue biting, and writhing, fighting my way back in Down not out Onward upward always Forwards ever backwards never Down not out Onward upward