| I don't know what you've been told | |
| I'm hopin' you don't know | |
| Your ears are ringing inside | |
| Think I've got something to hide | |
| You give up | |
| It's too much | |
| You feel loved | |
| It passes time | |
| Feels like my soul has been sold | |
| Each day another year old | |
| Fought in the trenches up front | |
| Mind not the body the brunt | |
| You give up | |
| It's too much | |
| I've had enough | |
| You feel loved | |
| It passes time | |
| Stop the line | |
| It got too rough | |
| I've fed enough | |
| You give up | |
| It's too much | |
| I've had enough | |
| You feel loved | |
| It's too much | |
| I've had enough |