You burn out like a candle.
No one said it’d be easy.
Everyday is a battle.

You wake up and you see a stranger.
Everyday’s a struggle.
We’re always in danger.

The shadows stare as you face this journey alone.
The hallways lead you down a deep, dark, jungle.
You burn out like a candle.

There are sneaky snakes, bitter tigers, and shallow parrots.
In a place like this it’s easy to crumble.
You burn out like a candle.

One missed step and the quicksand catches you.
You fight and fight and your dreams begin to dangle.
Everyday is a battle.

Complication everywhere, though you’re tough as bamboo.
Friends who love you always, one gives you a bangle.
You burn out like a candle.
Everyday is a battle.