I saw it all
So many times.
So terrible
To see that sight.
It didn't matter,
There were no signs.
Inside his head,
He always hides.
There were no reasons for the abuse,
He tried his best to be the same.
This was the violence with no excuse,
No reason for it, just to cause pain.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.
Just so broken he gave it up.
Destroyed and dead, he'll open up.
Down the block, not across the street.
Kill yourself, you're worthless and weak.
It's the only thing he ever heard,
And he listened to every word.
Displayed his art across the wall,
It paints a picture and fucked us all.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.
We are the hunted.
The season's open.
We are the taunted.
It's hunting season.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning.
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again!
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.
Stand up, fight back,
The sky is turning...
Turning back.
Turning back.
Don't lose it again.