And all the drugs
Never got you anywhere
Except face down in the dirt,
Just ripping out your hair
And you sure
Lost a lot of weight
I don’t think I can bring myself to care
My dad he told me
Not to drag along
The ones who break you, hurt you, diss you,
Drag you down into the mud.
I think you might be becoming that.
I don’t want to say goodbye
But it’s just self preservation
Did you ever stop to
Consider dying young?
Did you ever stop and think that
You’d be looking down on us?
Did you ever stop to think
I’d be cutting you out and writing a song.
Did you ever stop to think
That you’d be the one that’s in the wrong?
Now you’re just a casualty
Another statistic,
A damaged teenager
Standing in the light of something
You can’t bring yourself to be brighter than.
Oh, I hope you manage soon.
It wears me out to think of you.
Did you ever stop to think
To consider dying young?
Did you ever stop to think
You’d be looking down on all of us?
Did you ever stop to think
I’d be singing this song and cutting you out?
Did you ever stop to think
You’d be the one that’s in the wrong?
credits
from Another Epidemic,
released May 30, 2017
Written by Michael Napier and Saoirse.
Mixed and mastered by Saoirse.
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