Sometimes I feel the need
to sing myself to sleep
Because of all the tragedies
that I have seen
And I think of all the families
who lay awake, minds racing.

And I remember
This is a multiplayer game
in a reality
where none of us will ever be the same
And that's not okay,
So be prepared
to be put to shame
by us as young as eighteen.

You're gonna wish
you never put us through this.

We're young
and we're lost,
But we're fighting for a cause.

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