who am i to make you consider yourself but how can i watch you walk through hell?
as i held your head up straight i clenched my fists but not in rage
there's so much i meant to say that depth forced to contain
who am i to make you consider yourself but how can i watch you walk through hell?
as i drink my problems straight
if i dropped to my knees and said
we've got the same last name right? you're right in front of me you'd fall that deep from fear? well try and make it through another night but i've walked that path before