Proof of Pain

We built these walls and called it safe,

No one left to brand a face.

Power feeds on what we gave—

Then it turns its back on every plea.

You asked for progress—

And now I need to know,

was it ever worth it, though?

'Cause...

What the hell are we fighting for?

We were born of fire; our flesh and bone.

Now we’re colder than we’ve ever known,

If this is the divide we’ve made,

Ain't it all just proof of pain;

What does that make us,

Now we’re all alone?

They sold us hope to mask the sting,

Drew their lines round everything,

What’s the cost of swallowing pride?

We keep it quiet and we play along,

Trade the right to say this is wrong,

Just one more thing we sacrificed.

They called it freedom—

was it ever, though?

What can be learned from this mistake?

We were born of fire; our flesh and bone.

Now we’re colder than we’ve ever known,

If this is the divide we’ve made,

Ain't it all just proof of pain;

What does that make us,

Now we’re all alone?

I felt it slip the day I chose

the quieter path; the safer road,

I traded my scars for something clean—

But pain is honest, pain is real,

If nothing cuts then it never heals—

Is it still the proof of pain?

(yeah) (I know...)

We were born of fire; our flesh and bone.

Now we’re colder than we’ve ever known,

If this is the divide we’ve made,

Ain't it all just proof of pain;

What does that make us,

Now we’re all alone?

We were fire— I felt it burn,

Every scar was something earned,

Now there’s nothing left to lose,

Nothing left to overturn,

If it takes the hurt away,

is it still the proof of pain?

Just someone tell me—

was it worth what we've been fighting for?

We were born of fire; our flesh and bone.

Now we’re colder than we’ve ever known,

If this is the divide we’ve made,

Ain't it all just proof of pain;

What does that make us,

Now we’re all alone?