Both Feet On The Ground by Look Alive
Sometimes I feel like I work so hard to build things up Thinking that I'm safe, I turn around and everything falls apart I don't know where to start to pick it all back up Every fuckin' time I try to hold on, keep control It slips through my hands, and I let go Sometimes it's hard to see a point in trying to rebuild it at all Maybe if I step back, and keep my head held high I'll see it rise and never see it fall Every fuckin' time I try to hold on, keep control It slips through my hands, and I let go!