The End to the Epic by Saints Never Surrender Lyrics
As those days beat down on me I truly thought I was fearless
And now that I realize I'm growing up
I’m terrified
Who has the upper hand, I tell myself again
We are more than just creations
We taught ourselves to sing so beautifully
This song is a cry for help
Is there anyone out there who feels the same way, am I all alone?
How foolish I know the feeling of being alone
And this is not it, for this is acceptable with time
What have I made of myself and though it seems so long ago
I want to be a kid again
This is the action of growing up, growing older, growing old
What good is man givе me the heart of a child again
Provе yourself
I am relentless in all my actions
I've found that I am growing tired of fighting these battles
I've lost them all
I will surely concede
I am not afraid
And now that I realize I'm growing up
I’m terrified
Who has the upper hand, I tell myself again
We are more than just creations
We taught ourselves to sing so beautifully
This song is a cry for help
Is there anyone out there who feels the same way, am I all alone?
How foolish I know the feeling of being alone
And this is not it, for this is acceptable with time
What have I made of myself and though it seems so long ago
I want to be a kid again
This is the action of growing up, growing older, growing old
What good is man givе me the heart of a child again
Provе yourself
I am relentless in all my actions
I've found that I am growing tired of fighting these battles
I've lost them all
I will surely concede
I am not afraid