Suicide;Stigma

[Verse 1: Garret Repp]
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
We can't learn when things come easy

[Chorus]
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;
I want you to live

[Verse 2: Dave Stephens]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
Sometimes to win a battle inside, you need to start a war
Sometimes to win a battle inside, you need to start a war

[Chorus]
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 (x2)