Who put these voices in our heads?
Can hardly think with the weight of the world coming to an end
I rise, my eyes see through the fear no time to make amends with
A sleep paralysis demon hanging over my bed
I know that ways always change
I know I'm ready to die
When it gets worse day to day
And still you're wanting to try
To sever the root of pain
That's infiltrated your mind
To burn, you light the match
I will not spread the ashes of these murderers
No more days where we'll have to go hungry
No longer will prisons hold our spirits and our minds
No words left to justify dying needlessly with empty pockets
Living a means with no end
When our hearts are filled with hope of a new beginning
I know that ways always change
I know I'm ready to die
When it gets worse day to day
And still you're wanting to try
To sever the route of pain
That's infiltrated your mind
To burn, you light the match
I will not spread the ashes of these murderers
