There are some things that we don't talk about
Like our mouths will catch on fire that we can't put out
Maybe we can ignore the problems and watch them wash away
Bury them 6 feet under, call it a day
Everyone loves to hear my praises, not listen to my hell
I try to speak the pain but it can't find a way out
All alone, no sight of hope wanting someone to tell
A helping hand, a leg to stand
A voice to wish me well
This ice cold burn
Ignites through me
(I feel it coursing through my veins)
Through silent eyes
Affliction screams
(Teardrops falling like rain)
My mind falls to pieces in times I feel alone
Overwhelmed with a fear that this will always be my home
I tried to tear this out of me but it's buried deep within
Almost like a part of me something closer than my skin
Crawling up an endless mountain longing for the peak
Spent my time in the valley where sorrow carries me
Weighed down with empty heart
My hands reach for the climb
These hands are weak but strong enough grasp a better life
This ice cold burn
Ignites through me
(I feel it coursing through my veins)
Through silent eyes
Affliction screams
(Teardrops falling like rain)
Down on my luck
I can rise above this
I won't give up
I can rise above this
I will not fall
I can rise above this
I will stand tall
I can rise above this