Texty: The Black Maria. The Distance From The Bottom.

What's the distance from the bottom?
When you have nothing to lose
Do you see the world move forward?
As you break into pieces

Remember how you used to walk proud
How you'd soar above the crowd?
What's the distance from the bottom?

When you wear the failure like scars
And your dreams landed way off mark
And you know you want to make things right
For the first time in your life

And your trophies from when you were young
Are just symbols of where you went wrong
Well, you know how it goes

What's the distance from the bottom?
What has happened to you?
Do you stay awake at night and wonder
Why you're falling to pieces?

Do you feel the stinging in your gut?
Does it hurt you to think about
What's the distance from the bottom?

When you wear the failure like scars
And your dreams landed way off mark
And you know you want to make things right
For the first time in your life

And your trophies from when you were young
Are just symbols of where you went wrong
Well, you know how it goes

And it seems like a mystery now
How you could fall so far down
Well, you know how it goes

When you can't change the world
You can't change the world
When you can't change the world
You can't change the world

When you wear failure like scars
And your dreams landed way off mark
And you know you want to make things right
For the first time in your life

And your trophies from when you were young
Are just symbols of where you went wrong
Well, you know how it goes

When you can't change the world
You can't change the world
When you can't change the world