Flags – The Virginmarys

Six years sober, I’m still hungover
My face on the edge like the white cliffs of Dover
A different persona each chip on my shoulder
I’m another year colder

I’m another year colder

We self-medicated, our lives spent sedated
Berated, I hated all the shit we created
I left you alone and you left me a loner
Still I fight like a soldier

Tell me it’s over
Tell me the weight of the world will be lifted from my shoulders
Tell me it’s over, tell me it’s over

I drove to the edge and looked down at the bottom
The waves so toxic and rotten
Ripped into shreds, like some loose threads of cotton
Gone but never forgotten

I fight like a soldier
So tell me the weight of the world will be lifted from my shoulders
I fight like a soldier, fight like a soldier

Who won’t survive?
Who won’t survive?
Who won’t survive?
Who won’t survive?
Who won’t survive?
Who won’t survive?
Who wants to die?

These flags to burn

You’re strong enough to be broken
The only thing never in doubt
A truth that can only be spoken
For anyone living without
You’re strong enough to be broken
The only thing never in doubt
A truth that can only be spoken
For anyone living without

These flags to burn
These flags to burn

You’re strong enough to be broken
The only thing never in doubt
A truth that can only be spoken
For anyone living without
You’re strong enough to be broken
The only thing never in doubt
A truth that can only be spoken
For anyone living without

You’re strong enough to be broken
The only thing never in doubt
A truth that can only be spoken
For anyone living without