Rare Bird

Just to get out alive here

How long must we suffer to

Keep the momentum

And burn ourselves out right before we give in and fail to show our nerve?

To be what we're missing most

Someone to say it's okay to make mistakes

And to have enough faith to cover us both

I could not escape what follows me home

Let's admit that all we built is a loss

Face down on the ground, it can take me now

Dead is dead and never built us a home

How can I fight when everything I move hurts?

So light a fire, run like hell

If I can't claw my way through for you

Then what is the point of me?

Everything, it breaks

You are designed to fail

Everything, it breaks

You will not be ready

Rare bird, die well

With your heel to the throat of this world

You lean in and you push it through

There's no warning

No lead into my final words

You'll miss the ending

When this is done

You'll have to run

Till you have lost

See, we are the same

Use all they fear

So they can't force your hand

I'm coming home