This is war
And I'm being torn apart as walls
That we've worked so hard to break
Are built back up
Where do I even start
Are there even words that I could write
To tell you how I feel frail words penned on paper
Amount to nothing more than that a failed attempt at
Expressing my gratitude
Wanting to hold on to more than just one night
And hoping that my words impact just one life
This is what keeps us pressing on
(Is this still our home) Is this still our home
Where my words can always be heard
And there is no need for me to scream
I will see this dream through for the rest of my days
Even if there is no change even if there is no hope
I'll open fire upon doubt
I'm hoping for a tomorrow where my dreams come true
And in this dream we'll find resolution
To give up would be to give in to everything I hate
(Are we) Are we just going through the motions
Prolonging what must be done
We've taken more than we've given in hopes of reaching more
Have we come so far
What's the point at all
Can we turn this around
To give up would be to give in to everything I hate
To give up would be to give in to everything I hate
To give up would be to give in to everything I hate
To give up would be to give in