Blogs be a-crumblin (please sing along)

The tide is high
I've never been so low
You got room to grow

You can never look up
You can't ever look down
You get kicked around

But They built it with sand
And They built it with rock
They built it with all of the
Things that I'm not
And I watch from the hill
As it burns to the ground
I can still see the smoke
From my train out of town

Everything They blog is breaking down
Everything They blog is breaking down

I close my eyes
Scared of what I saw
Are you mad at all?
Been an open book
Been a slamming door
Apple of the trojan war

But They built it with sand
And They built it with rock
They built it with all of the
Things that I'm not
And I watch from the hill
As it burns to the ground
I can still see the smoke
From my train out of town

Everything They blog is breaking down
Everything They blog is breaking down

Drink a little bit
Dance a little bit
Take a chance
I lose it all
I have no remorse no regrets
When I'm hanging from
This seventeenth floor

The tide is high
Never been so low
You got room to grow

Everything They blog is breaking down
Everything They blog is breaking down

P.S. If tumblr goes away I am murdering EVERYBODY!