up and out

take your pain 

make it mine

search for guidance 

its hard to find 

dont start now 

dont start to cry 

we'll make it out 

alive 

if i ever really make it out alive 

theres no purpose of my words 

we have to hide 

our grief and sense 

behind dark jokes 

ill leave the notes 

with instructions stating 

to burn my clothes 

my child im not coming home

come to me 

watch your step 

cry to me 

theres nothing left 

carry on 

towards your life 

away from here

tonight 

if i ever really make it out alive 

theres no purpose of my words 

we have to hide 

our grief and sense 

behind dark jokes 

ill leave the notes 

with instructions stating 

to burn my clothes 

my child im not coming home

faces 

its getting harder to make out all of their faces 

im afraid im losing all my senses 

leaving me behind is for the best 

it is 

tasting 

this metallic taste 

he does all the chasing 

baby get ready for the race cause

they bet money on you 

theyre believing in you