| And too much blood has flown from the wrists,|
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood.
Survivor Guilt(has a very strong meaning but these few lyrics really explain it IMO.)
| Carry on, don't mind me|
All I gave was everything
And yet you ask me for more
Fought your fight
Bought your lie
And in return I lost my life
What purpose does this serve?
The cowards preach from pedestals
With words like courage and resolve
But what they meant was f*ck them all
Cause freedom isn't free
They send our daughters and our sons
To deserts under burning suns
A sacrificial slaughtering
To fill the pockets of the weak
| She told me that she never|
could face the world again
So I offered up a plan:
We'll sneak out while they sleep
And sail off in the night.
We'll come clean and start over the rest of our lives.
When we're gone, we'll stay gone.
Out of sight, out of mind.
It's not too late,
We have the rest of our lives.