straight up

straight up

just take a look around

look what you're leaving behind

get rid of the glare fused with lightning strikes

it burns me alive

fold your arms

like sedatives and bleed it out

not with your suicide

but with a dream

we'll all sing

we'll all hail the end

high hopes will burn that rope and bend the blade

just remember. that broken chairs aren't vessels for escape

they're just reminders of what we waste

and all this talk of dying.take a look around

we all feel

like dying

sometimes

but the

courage to go on

to keep living

is the more admirable choice

high hopes will burn that rope and bend the blade

just remember

that broken chairs aren't vessels for escape

they're just reminders of what we waste

all all is talk of dying

is.just getting old. straight up

we are here

to give you

the chance

to turn your

broken hearts

into smiles again