I woke up and saw the world brand new
I woke up to feel my legs go slack
Do you really want to fight this war
Knowing that you can't go back?
You take two steps toward the door
Sick of always keeping score
You walk away from the bed
Tripping on the mounting dead
You reach and turn on the light
Handed a weapon when you didn't want to fight it
Putting mortar in the smallest crack
Never noticed how the spaces grew
Do you really want to make that call
Knowing that you won't get through?
You put your hands on the wheel
Terrified of what you feel
You're slowly learning to deal
Tell me that this can't be real
Your change of heart starts to take
Handed a weapon when you don't know how to use it
You didn't leave empty-handed
Cuz you said you had a lot to lose
A mild agitation at the upstiars sound
Silence and muffle
It barely makes a sound
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