Get Up

Get up out of your bed
The dawn is at your door
Phone is silent, battery dead
They don't come around no more

It's a bitter truth that's sinking in
When you're fightin' the devils that'd do anything to win
The scales were tipped with poison

Fill your pockets up with hope
So much that they choke
My tongue is scarred from biting down
But now, I'm gonna talk 'em into the ground

What if I don't wanna fight no more?
But they don't know what's right no more
And the wolves are howling at the door

You're living alone, an army of one
Got nothin' to do, 'cause you already won
Always angry, always crossin' the line
You don't understand, you never put in the time

Doomed from the start, we're just born to die
Like an annual in the spring, I'm ridin' high
But by the end of the season, I'm a Canary in the mind

Get up out of your bed
The dawn is at your door
Just get up out of your bed
Can't sit on your hands no more



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Jackson Balliet, Adam Michael Turla, Dagan Thogerson, Tyler William Morse, Fountain David
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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