You once stood so tall
But now like an oak tree in the fall
Your brittle leaves have fallen to the ground
Dried up and begun to decompose
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Will you fight off the plague
Will you get down and beg?
Your pale and sick with withdrawl
Hands shaking and eyes fluttering
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same