Death Sentence Video (MV)

I've been a wreck, a tired mess, someone pull the curtains in
Ignore the sun and all my friends, while I work myself to death
For a while, until it clicks, life is not a death sentence
I have a choice, I need a change, there's nothing more I need to say

What's the point for me to go home, just to work to go home again
Trying not to break down, but it's more than I can stand
I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carried you

I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carried you

Cause I've been cheated, I've been used, torn apart, beaten and bruised
Just to wake up and sell my soul, in a dead end job I go

But I was born for something more, than locking doors to department stores
On another graveyard shift, tell me what's the point in all of this

I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carry you

I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carried you
I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carried you

I will not follow in the footsteps of your past
Breaking all the backs of the people that carried you