there's a war inside of me 
burning red and honestly 
any idiot could see 
that I killed all the hope that I had 

there's a war inside of me 
and you watch it silently 
and I wave it constantly 
like a flag like a flag like a flag 

this knife thats in my back 
keeps twisting 
anxiety attacks 

this is a battleground 
im caught in the crossfire 
my words are weaponry 
and I'm waiting patiently 
you win the battle now 
but I will return the fire 
cause I'd crawl on broken glass 
to be the one who laughs last 

you're advancing mercilessly 
unprovoked and needlessly 
and i'll march you into the sea 
just to watch you drown in the end 

I am used to these black eyes, 
to be [bad word]  antagonized 
but it overwhelms my mind 
to believe that I called you a friend 

down the trenches i will go 
fight the armies on my own 
I alone