We struggle to our feet We all yearn to be free We fight and we're weak We all come out and grieve
This goddamn life is our disease But we can't always fucking win We can always turn the tide We can all stand up and sing 'never alone'
We fight together, not alone No matter where our bodies roam This place is now what we call home
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
Listen, always We'll be drowning in our grave Are we can't stand for ourselves We have to stay afloat (We struggle to breathe)
With the word that we try to believe When I lost my home and find my way home We can always turn the tide And we get lost and not be blind, never alone
We fight together, not alone No matter where our bodies roam (This place is not away from home) We are never, ever alone
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
We are not lost here together We are not lost anymore We'll turn the tide, we'll calm the storm We are ready for war We are not lost here together We are not lost anymore
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
Never alone, never apart We found each other in the dark Shed our tears and fight our fears We are one, the lonely hearts
(Message received on April 12 at 3: 16 Am.) (Hello? Are you there? Listening? I'm just trying to get in touch man I've been so fucking, so fucking down lately Like, I don't know what's happening. I'm just so tired all the time Trying to sleep. I just, I just lay there quiet Can't speak cause everyone around me is passed out My fucking mind's raging. Uh, hello? I don't even know why I called I think it, I think it might be time for me to leave. Just call it quits I'm sick of this. It's the same fucking day, every day I think I sleep, I can't be sure though. It's all the same now Drink, drink, drink again I'm tired man. I think it, you don't want to hear this. I'm a mess I'm sorry man. I just don't know who to turn to No one really hears me, you know? I speak, at least I think I speak, but no one hears me I've said enough. Hello? Hello? I shouldn't have called.) (Message deleted.)
Compositores: Ryan Richard Burt, Daniel Kenneth Brown, Joel Fletcher C Birch, Troy Jon-colin Brady, Ahren Charles Stringer ECAD: Obra #10879269