Monday, 29 September 2008

Join The Army

a lot of people i know haven't had a great upbringing, or are looking for something to finally call theirs. this is about that, and how i sometimes swear blind that everything must happen for a reason.

I want all my scars to be nothing but trophies
And my skin to be a road map of how I got to where I am
All choices make me and they shape me and from time to time they break me
But I'm sure things aren't really so bad.

No matter how far I go
I hope that I will make you happy
And proud every time I sing "this is who I am"
I thought it was the right time
But it feels like it's been a lifetime
So rest assured I'm doing the best I can.

Remember the times when you lived in a house of cards
And time after time, everything fell apart.
But then when it all comes together, it feels so much better
So never let go of those beats of your heart.

...So it goes.
Listening to your favourite songs and going to shows
It all seeps into your bones.

And we all know
It's not a choice, it's something that grows.
It takes control.

It boxes you in.
But it's what brought you to where you are so don't pretend

You'd have done it any other way
You would have changed a single thing
All the shit that made you hate life
Has also brought you your best friends
It gave you a family that goes above and beyond
It showed you what's right and asked you what's wrong
It gave you people to love and who love you right back
Why would you want to change any of that?

Your personal problems aren't yours
There are a thousand private wars
Being fought in this moment all over this town
You're not alone, don't get yourself down.

Your personal problems aren't yours
There are a thousand private wars
Being fought in this moment all over this town
We could be an army, so come join in the sound.

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