Wounded - TrineATX

We are wounded, wounded, painted a victim

From ashes, sickness, a glitch in the system

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

So I watch it unfold, like a fable is told

If I live I’ve died, have a truly survived?

Theres a road up a head, it’s a path that I dread

I’m alone, believe me, don’t you leave me

A feeling I get, it feels like regret

A cold fever sweat, I’m so glad that we met

Division is hard, it’s breaking apart, so I live, by the knife

(That's the end of the day, that’s the end of the day)

We are wounded, wounded, painted a victim

From ashes, sickness, a glitch in the system

We endure, waiting for, wounded, wounded (wounded, wounded)

We are, wounded, wounded (we are, wounded, wounded)

I miss, the way it was, the way it could, have been

But I know, the blade will learn, when the winds, of change return?

The wounded, wounded, no more a victim

From ashes, sickness, we beat the system

We endure, waiting for, a cure

We are wounded, wounded, painted a victim

From ashes, sickness, a glitch in the system

We endure, waiting for