you're falling down in red and
thoughts keep flying though your head
is this for real is this a dream
are you alive or are you dead
and no matter how hard you try
you got this feeling deep inside
will you survive when you arrive
with obstacles sky high
it's not getting any better
but at least you got your moves
until you lose or you choose to
push a litte harder
but you can't concider to fly
unless you tell yourself a lie
that no matter how slim a chance
you have to dance I'll tell you why couse you're
walking on red soil, dead soil with toil
falling free and climbing flying
but you got your head spoiled
walking on red soil, dead soil with toil
falling free and climbing flying
but you got your head spoiled
you're thinking of the prime time
when you hit your high time
keep it up real time
now slippi'n like on lime slime
stuck here now for all time
deep inside a hole
it's like inside colemine
eating at your soul
failing only adds to the growing frustration
wish you were on top of the whole situation
but you really can't succeed
unless you cut yourself and bleed
and no matter how slim a chance
you have to pump up your speed when you're
walking on red soil, dead soil with toil
falling free and climbing flying
but you got your head spoiled
walking on red soil, dead soil with toil
falling free and climbing flying
but you got your head spoiled