Suicide Stigma Lyrics - Hold On Pain Ends - The Color Morale

So much heart 

So much time but not enough 

Self-inflicted pain can come 

and remain in the fear inside of all of us 

Desperately and endlessly 

Trying to find a means to some kind of peace 

Though we can't learn when things come easy 

Now that we are prepared for war 

We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone 

The chances of you even being born 

Were forty million to one 

There's two parts of the statistic 

And I want you to live 

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Suicide doesn't end the pain 

It passes to the ones you love and remains 

Take yourself out of the equation 

And the problem stays 

When I speak such a word 

Are you uneasy with how it's heard? 

The stigma will never leave 

Unless all of us can just start talking 

The only people I know 

Resting in peace without fear or anxiety are the deceased 

That's why they say "may the dead rest in peace." 

The things we feel we could never change 

Can end up changing everything 

Now that we are prepared for war 

We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone 

The chances of you even being born 

Were forty million to one 

There's two parts of the statistic 

And I want you to live through one 

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Sometimes to win a battle inside 

You need to start a war 

Sometimes to win a battle inside 

You need to start a war 

Now that we are prepared for war 

We have an effective means to preserving peace for each and everyone 

The chances of you even being born 

Were forty million to one. There's two parts of the statistic 

And I want you to live through one 

I want you to live through one, I want you to live through one