Each day is like a page Every odd is in my favor now Praying is not an option For the lives of whom stay here You are all a bunch of kids Theres nothing left to lose If you try to run in for.. The door.. You gonna fall Painting shadows with the pain I carry on in every teardrop Time is nothing but a stair To meet the ocean I am coming from You are all a bunch of kids Theres nothing left to lose If you try to run in for.. The door.. You gonna fall