A Better End (Ft Teemuth)

Floorboard creaks, the kettle screams Ink-stained hands, no rest, no peace I check the clock like it owes me rent This is how it went Now the hour tightens its grip As the seasons pull at my ribs What we carry outlives the lesson We never finished learnin’ We dress the chaos up as control Give shape to the weight we hold Turn the pressure into momentum Call it movement, call it growth Still the silence stays where we won’t look Low-end doubt in the undertow If the road cuts sharp, let it teach us We move ahead or we don’t go Ooh-ooh Isn’t it so? While the good’s gettin’ better My head’s still at war But we’re fightin’ for a better end A better end A better end Brick-red dusk End of a cigarette Nicotine prayers I don’t believe in yet Her words rush Like borrowed time I trade tomorrow For peace tonight The sky leans in real close Says this is the cost The ground won’t stay still I’m losing my balance Ain’t this the way We say we’re fine While slipping sideways Out of our lives Midnight talks in borrowed rooms Laugh like we’re immune Every promise patched with hope Still we swear it holds I taste fear on my tongue Hope wears thin but breathes If we’re going down We’re not alone in this Ooh-ooh Isn’t it so? While the good’s gettin’ better My head’s still at war But we’re fightin’ for A better end Ooh-ooh Isn’t it true? I don’t need a perfect answer Just somethin’ new Yeah, we’re fightin’ for A better end A better end Morning misspells our names Still sounds just the same If it all fades out Let it fade with friends Roads bend hard sometimes I’m still yours, you’re mine Till the curtain falls We’ll Chase A better end