Sweating in the kitchen Getting vibes from the
television Stating we are not set free Another
night of misery It brought me closer to home And
it cuts me to the bone To see the stares of the
beaten men I know that it will happen again

Late at night I see these things Holding what the
future brings

And struggle we might To learn what's wrong and
right But I've seen the bloodshed Of a hundred
fights inside

Wrong turn on a long dark road A pain that will
never show That night we lost a friend A wound
that will never mend We touched despite the
grudge A memory that will never budge A feeling
that I won't forget A vision from when we met

Some people hold inside What others keep alive

I am Strong enough to succeed If I stop And spend
time Holding On to special thoughts That I Feel I
need to keep