Break The Cycle

Running out of war Running out of war to fight And all we can afford Is to rip up all our plans and live our lives She's coming out a lift She's coming out a lift tonight You will be the last Cut me like you do when we hide If we Break the shackle then we break the chain Too much sun, not enough rain Found somebody I don't have to explain myself I'm running out of words I'm running out of words to write There's too much joy and and pain To run out on our name and leave behind If we Break the shackle then we break the chain Too much sun, not enough rain Found somebody I don't have to explain myself When you do what you do what you do When you do what you do what you do Why'd you do it like that Why'd you do it like that When you do what you do what you do When you do what you do what you do Why'd you do it like that Why'd you do it like that Suffering Suffering takes a bow Sick of us falling now Falling now Suffering Suffering takes a bow Sick of us falling now Falling now Suffering Suffering takes a bow Sick of us falling now Falling now Suffering Suffering takes a bow Sick of us falling now Falling now