Treason

Golden youth
I've been there too
Breaking down like all your friends do
And it hurts so good
Till it gets too bad
You're flirting with another panic attack

It's a poke at the heart
For the casual sake of the art
Its a poke at the eyes
So the tears can be weaponized
Is it really heroic to be broken on purpose
Is there some kind of honor to keep living in the dark
Is it really heroic to be broken on purpose
Or is it treason to your heart

Where does this go
How does this end
Are we too scared to be happy again
Try and chase
Your heart rate
But you're not dead yet so stop digging your grave

Stop digging your grave
Why you digging your grave
You're not too far
You're not too gone
You're not too bad to get better
I know it's hard
I know it hurts
But things are gonna get better