Remixed by Dave Farner of New and The Fresh Offerings

Who is the god of today
I don't care now
When I'm at the bottom
And everything's fucked up
Vision is blurry
You're so obscured
I don't know what I need right now
Suspended

I'll climb the pile again
And reign on high
Be back at the top now
Have to fall just to rise again
Clutched in the palm of my hands
So exclaim
It's the choice to make or take
Oversold it

Feel like the god of the day
Be tomorrow's antichrist
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga

Unsure of the rippling
Selling blood on the stock exchange
Flailing and I'm feeling the fear
Creeping up and digging in
I'm coming down again
Down again
Begin the fall
Repeat and rise again

Feel like the god of the day
Be tomorrow's antichrist
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga
Feel like the god of the day
Be somebody's fatal flaw
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga
Feel like the god of the day
Be another mystery
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga

You've got to fall
To rise again

Feel like the god of the day
Be tomorrow's antichrist
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga
Feel like the god of the day
Be somebody's fatal flaw
Shine with the other's shame
And start another saga

There's always next year
There's always next year
There's always next year