(Intro) Yeah. The hardest battles are the ones we fight in the dark. Just trying to find the light. (Verse 1) The body is crashing, my sanity's clashing, I'm sweating the sheets, I'm trapped in a cycle, the poison is calling, the demon repeats. My pupils are widened, the panic is heightened, I'm dodging my face, I'm running a marathon chasing a shadow I never can catch in this race. The sickness is physical, turning me miserable, craving the high, I'm stealing from family, trading my sanity just for a lie. I'm melting the crystal, a literal pistol I aim at my brain, I stare at the glass as the calendar passes, I'm going insane. I'm spinning the bubble, just doubling trouble, inhaling the ghost, Awake for a week, I'm a hollowed-out shell that the demons can host! (Chorus) Oh Lord, this heavy load is breaking down my back! Walking down this weary road, a soul under attack! Oh, the water's rising high, and the night is bitter cold, But I'll keep on marching on, carrying this heavy soul! Yeah, let the choir sing for the broken and the bruised! (Post-Chorus) Oh Lord, we've had enough of the trauma and the misuse! (Verse 2) I step in the clinic, a desperate cynic, my body is frail, The promises broken, apologies spoken, I constantly fail. The powder, the bottle, I'm going full throttle right into the brick, My stomach is turning, the bridges are burning, I'm mentally sick. I look at my mother, the tears in her eyes as she's watching me fade, The guilt is a dagger, I stumble and stagger through messes I made. The craving is loud, it's a deafening crowd, it's a voice in my brain, Commanding my actions and causing infractions, I'm going insane. I'm locked in a prison, the bars are invisible, built by my hand, I'm sinking in quicksand, forgetting the man that I perfectly planned. (Chorus) Oh Lord, this heavy load is breaking down my back! Walking down this weary road, a soul under attack! Oh, the water's rising high, and the night is bitter cold, But I'll keep on marching on, carrying this heavy soul! Yeah, let the choir sing for the broken and the bruised! (Post-Chorus) Oh Lord, we've had enough of the trauma and the misuse! (Verse 3) The detox is brutal, my efforts seem futile, the trauma is deep, The numbness is fading, the shadows invading, the memories weep. My muscles are aching, the skeleton breaking, a lifetime misused, I'm facing the damage of every advantage I blindly abused. The trauma I carried was heavily buried inside of the glass, Misusing my body and ruining the present to hide from the past. The paranoia haunts me, the history taunts me, the days in the haze, I'm crawling on dirt just to exit the darkness and conquer the maze. The struggle is armor, the heartbeat's a pulse, and the vision is pure, I'm dragging my soul through the sickness and gravel to make it endure! (Chorus) Oh Lord, this heavy load is breaking down my back! Walking down this weary road, a soul under attack! Oh, the water's rising high, and the night is bitter cold, But I'll keep on marching on, carrying this heavy soul! Yeah, let the choir sing for the broken and the bruised! (Post-Chorus) Oh Lord, we've had enough of the trauma and the misuse!
