Wrench

We look past the obvious 

We blind ourselves to the truth 

No escape, resistance is futile 

The old roads lead back home 

A place where I belong 



I lay my head where I lay my head 

(Affection, redemption) 

A clenched fist screaming 



There's pain and then there's living 

Both makes sense to those who're willing 

And there's nothing left to say 

We carry on, we carry 



(Sacrifice, every single day) 

To make amends for the debt we pay 

(This way) 

An instrument of constant struggle 

There's nothing left to regret 



(A promise is a promise kept) 

Whether history will forget 

(To open up with friendly arms) 



This wrench screaming 



There's pain and then there's living 

Both makes sense to those who're willing 

And there's nothing left to say 

We carry on, we carry on 

We carry on, we carry 



We struggle every single day 

Never giving up or giving in 

No single sense of self-respect 

We turn around and walk away 

No sense of community 

We fear each and everyday 

Behind closed doors and closed minds 

We shelter away from our lives 



There's pain and then there's living 

Both makes sense to those who're willing 

And there's nothing left to say 

We carry on, we carry on 

We carry on, we carry on