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)