While he’s fighting his Beast
I am fighting my Beach Boys
And I don’t know what to say
Other than, “Are you okay? ”
I’m biting my tongue
And biding my time, hardcore
Not sure what I’m waiting for
While he’s facing his Demons
I am facing myself in the mirror
Making myself strong enough
To fight by his side
I am shaking on the bench
And I’m saving my Creator
I’m not sure what I’m waiting for
