Im a bit overwhelmed, some may call it uninspired
But what is there left to do when someones so young and admired?
And whats the point of it all?
If it just goes to waste
If Im nothing more than currents riding on top of the waves
So now Im writing this song
Like Ive got something to say
Well Ive said it before; Ill say it again till Im blue in the face
And whats the point of it all?
To come apart at the seams
If Im never gonna be around to witness the dawn of my dreams
Were not giving up
No were not giving up
Do I have courage to say, what appears in my mind?
Or am I still censored by all that it means to comply?
So now Ive found myself here, with this purpose and strength
To brandish these words, spoken at last, spoken at length
And now theyre selling us a way out, a bitter pill
We cant afford the blood weve spilled
Hold on to what you will, we cant afford it
And theyre still calling it a way out, a lonely road
We couldnt but we mustve known
Oh no, were bowing out
Theyre gonna miss us when were not around
Put all emotion aside, no matter how hard you try
Take what is buried inside
You had it, you got it, goodbye
Put all emotion aside, no matter how hard you try
Take what is buried inside
You had it, you got it, goodbye
And now theyre selling us a way out, a bitter pill
We cant afford the blood weve spilled
Hold on to what you will, we cant afford it
And theyre still calling it a way out, a lonely road
We couldnt but we mustve known
Oh no, were bowing out
Theyre gonna miss us when were not around
We cant afford the blood weve spilled
Youre gonna miss us when were not around