This pain it keeps me up at night
It's hard to breathe, it keeps me retreated
Wounded, bruised, battle torn
But like a good soldier, I carry on
I keep it buried away, slowly digging my grave
Feeling trapped by this pain, it's become too heavy to bear
Pride won't let me show it, it comes before the fall,
It won't let me scream out for help
This pain I carry all alone, I brought it on my self
Perhaps it's meant to teach me something, I just refuse to learn
Sometimes, it's ok to quit, it's ok to say I'm done
But, until I learn that lesson
This pain will keep me up at night
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