My Iron Lung Love Is Not A Victory March
We're broken, soft spoken
our lives, once thought provoking
we're chasing down old dreams, our pens/friends?, they use blood as ink
we're blinded, reminded,
by all our fears and beliefs
to continue onward and finally see
the truth won't always set you free
we've been searching for clarity
we've been waiting so patiently
for all that we can't see
our problems sing us to sleep
out of breath, full of sweat, tonight's a night i'll regret, the bed's a mess and god's upset we're playing games between life and death
we've been searching for clarity
we've been waiting so patiently
for all that we can't see
our problems sing us to sleep
it's all sex and drugs and alcohol and searching for love finding reasons to not give up, my problems have a name, it seems they always know my face, there's no warmth to find beneath my sheets and all that i have seen, i only fear one thing
