4am again, aching head and crawling skin
Focus on the ceiling, not the walls closing in
The silence only broken by the sirens on the wind
A little lullaby from the east side
So this is your answer to everything that’s gone wrong?
Just keep your head down, It’ll work out for everyone…
But there’s an emptiness inside your chest
That you’ve filled with anger and regret
The only beating you hear now is your hands upon your head
Desperately pleading for relief
The only thing you really need is just to breathe
All the hurt that you hide inside is pouring out your eyes
All those walls that you’ve built up will not keep you warm at night
Lay down your arms
Lay down your head
Fill up that void
Build a fire there instead
And, just maybe, you’ll find some time for life before you’re dead
Now, that screaming that you hear is just your conscience
And that ringing in your ears is fucking constant
Got that lump inside your throat
Your father’s voice, and your mother’s tone
Though you tried hard, you never quite forgot them
The only time you’re wasting is yours
By constantly knocking on unlocked doors
These words are just words, not calls to war
All the hate that you hide inside is pouring out your eyes
All those walls that you’ve built up will not keep you warm at night
Lay down your arms
Lay down your head
Fill up that void
Build a fire there instead
And, just maybe, you’ll find some time for life before you’re dead
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