...hospice

It's the fear of a promise

A stab wound with no pain

Broadcast all of my worst thoughts

To my enemies

You're just hoping I always lose

This sacrifice, it just meant nothing to you

Ignoring each piece

Plastic to ceramic

To grow stronger does not always need to have change

(I heard you say)

So take my dying hand

Find the good in goodbyes

For mourning won't come easily

Drag the fear from me

Not as pretty as they'd want you to be

Becoming ageless after 23

Drown out my departure

Through crowds of defeat

Then burn down my house just to feel seen

Engrave each moment

Into a memory

Can't keep up with the pace

Of the modern day

So take my dying hand

Find the good in goodbyes

For mourning won't come easily

Drag the fear from me

If we could trade, I'd be there

Born from a wish of pain

The request is turning cold

Living color now dark-end circles

Your eyes will never age

Now I can barely read

Postcard from the ICU

A promise to come visit soon

So take my dying hand

Find good in the goodbyes

For mourning won't come easily

Drag fear from me

So take my dying hand

Find good in the goodbyes

For mourning won't come easily

Drag the fear from me

I heard you say

I heard you say

I heard you say

If we could trade, I'd be there