The Color Morale Suicide;Stigma (feat. Dave Stephens) lyrics

So much heart,
So much time but not enough
Self-inflicted pain can come
and remain in the fear inside of all of us
Desperately and endlessly,
Trying to find a means to some kind of peace

Though we can't learn when things come easy

Now that we are prepared for war
We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone.
The chances of you even being born
Were forty million to one. There's two parts of the statistic;
And I want you to live.

Suicide doesn't end the pain
It passes to the ones you love and remains
Take yourself out of the equation
And the problem stays

When I speak such a word,
Are you uneasy with how it's heard?
The stigma will never leave
Unless all of us can just start talking.
The only people I know
Resting in peace without fear or anxiety are the deceased.

That's why they say "may the dead rest in peace."

The things we feel we could never change
Can end up changing everything

Now that we are prepared for war
We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone.
The chances of you even being born
Were forty million to one. There's two parts of the statistic;
And I want you to live through one.

Sometimes to win a battle inside
You need to start a war.
Sometimes to win a battle inside
You need to start a war.

Now that we are prepared for war
We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone.
The chances of you even being born
Were forty million to one. There's two parts of the statistic;
And I want you to live through one.

I want you to live through one, I want you to live through one.