Other Side

Nothing that I say will ever make you change your mind
Everybody knows that I'm sad all the time
It's not a secret, my cries for help
Some people reach but most know there's an even bigger drought

Wish I could matter like the way you matter to me
Instead I wrack my brain rehashing my mistaken hist'ry
Sitting on my phone stuck inside ignoring TV
I wish that I could matter like the way you matter

Can I start a revolution?
'Cause my hand's itching for a gun
Would anybody listen before I hit the ground
And run from my life?
Oh in death we hide
Hide from the light
But it's too blinding, and I can't see the other side
Oh run from my life

Nothing that I write will ever impact lives and hearts
I cash in on check phrases and rambling redundant remarks
I know it's useless and I'm a fraud
Preaching, "It'll be alright," but we know that the system's flawed

Wish I could matter to the world the way it saves me
Basking in my privilege like some life-supporting oxy
Climbing lowly mo hills while my peers conquer mountain peaks
I wish that I could matter, God I wish that I could matter

Can I start a revolution?
'Cause my hand's itching for a gun
Would anybody listen before I hit the ground
And run from my life?
Oh in death we hide
Hide from the light
But it's too blinding, and I can't see the other side
Oh run from my life
Oh I can't see the other side

If I start a revolution
Would you stand with me?
Hey

Can I start a revolution?
'Cause my hand's itching for a gun
Would anybody listen before I hit the ground
And run from my life?
Oh in death we hide
Hide from the light
But it's too blinding, and I can't see the other side
Oh I can't see the other side



Credits
Writer(s): Jessica Siracusa
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