The darkest nights will fall on you
The wheels will turn and try to grind you down
The waves will crash down on your boat
and you feel the tension as you hit the ground
but I know that there's more to this life
Than your anger and your pain
our flesh our blood our bones
were meant to handle anything
Call to me
Crawl to me
The Blade is not the answer
So you rage against society
You rage against the world that gives you life
A troubled soul in troubled times
A troubled hand reaches for the knife
oh I wish that my phone would have rang
and you'd be at the other end
I could take the blame
I should have been a better friend
Call to me
Crawl to me
The Blade is not the answer
So, you've come to this
at the end of your rope
at the edge of a cliff
man you should've held on
Call to me
Crawl to me
The Blade is not the answer
