Lyrics

Are you still searching, trying to piece yourself together?
They keep telling you, "be quiet, no room for the ruckus"
But you keep forgetting and it's all on you

Chorus:
Sometimes you gotta die before you come back to life
Sometimes you gotta sink deep before you could rise above
Sometimes you gotta speak and leave no room for doubt
Sometimes you gotta be your own saviour
Just trust me x3

Verse 2:
Sometimes, I know you know that we do those things we ought not to do

Chorus:
Sometimes you gotta die before you come back to life
Sometimes you gotta sink deep before you could rise above
Sometimes you gotta speak and leave no room for doubt
Sometimes you gotta be your own saviour
Just trust me x3