Trauma Bonds

Buried too many too young
 It's a short life, tears on my Gore-Tex
 We're defective and numb
 When the party's over
 It's over, and where do we run?
 I've known this lot for too many years
 We're not driven by hate, we're just slaves to fear
 And are we still lucky to be here?
 Are we still lucky to be here?
 Are we still lucky to be here?
 I wish I could say
 Somеthing sane to wash away
 And annihilate the trauma that wе save
 It might take just one
 Reason inside to carry on
 Or something sharp to cut these trauma bonds
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 I can't vouch for everyone
 But if it's on, it's on
 I know a spot that stays away from the sun
 Do what you like
 Cans, packets and fights
 A world to stay away from
 Something beyond the sweat and tears
 The blood is enough to keep us in the clear
 And are we still lucky to be here?
 Are we still lucky to be here?
 Are we still lucky to be here?
 I wish I could say
 Something sane to wash away
 And annihilate the trauma that we save
 It might take just one
 Reason inside to carry on
 Or something sharp to cut these trauma bonds
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 I wish I could say
 Something sane to wash away
 And annihilate the trauma that we save
 It might take just one
 Reason inside to carry on
 Or something sharp to cut these trauma bonds