I could write one more song about how I wanna die
Or why I'm staying alive but that's too mainstream these days
I could write one more song about what I still see in your eyes
And how I can't compromise my mental health by seeing the light in someone else
Give yourself a break
A life alone is not to take
But to give
Oh to give
Loaded guns awake
In the time it takes to recuperate
But you'll live
You're taking this win
Go slow
The heat will rise from the ground below
It's hard to walk at first
But you'll get used to all the burns
Skin regrows
Take note
The side effects are taking their toll
The fog is rolling in
But you still know which way to go
It's your home
I could write one more song about the feelings I lost
Or how I no longer can feel the wounds in my head starting to heal
Give yourself a break
A life alone is not to take
But to give
Oh to give
Loaded guns awake
In the time it takes to recuperate
But you'll live
You're taking this win
Go slow
The heat will rise from the ground below
It's hard to walk at first
But you'll get used to all the burns
Skin regrows
Take note
The side effects are taking their toll
The fog is rolling in
But you still know which way to go
It's your home