The Day Lyrics

You've made up your mind

You want to cut short your life

Who are you leaving behind?

All your pain becomes mine

Given strength, given time

You can have all of mine

You can lift up your head

We can sleep when we're dead

Open your eyes, somehow you can rise up now

I made it to 27, I'm still alive

Not joined the club yet, try as I might

I made it to 27, I'm still sick inside

Haven't surrendered but I thought that I might once or twice

I turned to myself, somehow I still turn away

Asking all the wrong questions of all the wrong faces

Light hairs on my head instead of candles on cake

I'm a godless disaster, it's time to celebrate

I made it to 27, I'm still alive

Not joined the club yet, try as I might

Take it from someone who's been there before

You won't feel the sun until you open the door in your way

What did you want me to say? I'm not deflecting the question

Not planning to rest until I've made it through the day

Crippled by doubt my mind was haunted by hate

Anxious and lonely and broken, you told me

The tablets would lift me, the visions would ease

The voices get quieter the louder you plead

I think about joining the friends that I've lost

Of chasing those feelings, the sweet and the real things

The up days, the down days, the shit days I've had

A patchwork cessation of my parents' creation

Hey kids, I made it to 27, each day was a fight

I'm grateful it broke me, for the lessons it showed me

I'll make it to 30 if the world wants to hurt me

It can try all it likes

And I think that it might once or twice