Stitch Me Up

Verse 1
Consequences are of no importance
If there’s no accountability
The concept of morals can be foreign
It’s often seen as a liability.

Weapons come in many forms
The damage they do is unimaginable
The victims are unprepared for the coming storm
Only a fool would believe the damage to be minimal.

Chorus
Who will stitch me up?
Who’s gonna save my life?
I’m on the ground bleeding
Please, I don’t want to die.

Verse 2
Emotions are easy to lock away
Pride is put on the front-line
Countless thoughts keep me lying awake
His exhaustion was clearly a sign.

A single death is a tragedy
Yet the higher the number, it’s merely statistic
I’ve finally recovered from this malady
I find it impossible to be optimistic.

Chorus
Who will stitch me up?
Who’s gonna save my life?
I’m on the ground bleeding
Please, I don’t want to die.

Verse 3
He was too young to fall asleep
And now his essence returned to the earth
Life goes on like a never-ending dream
I hear more prayers in the hospital than I do in church.

Chorus
My heart has been torn out
Yet no one’s come to stitch me up
I’m suffering from emotional drought
To the ghosts around me, I raise my cup.