Make Me Break
Andrew Southwell, Antonin Lemiere
I lay awake
Think of what I locked Away
Take those secrets to the grave if I can’t cave
And it occurred
I had taken all my turns
I don’t seem to ever learn
Am I unsaved?
A liar if I say
I won’t ever waste away
Or this life is made for me
Cause I know me well
If this is to be done
My will is all I’ve won
And I just can’t stop holding onto
Holding on, hold onto you
All my cards are torn
Name my guns they’re drawn
Stare me down, this is how you make me break
All I can give now
Deep from the underground
Take me away take me away take me away now
It’s all on my sleeves
Stitching is tearing out