The Fatal Wound - Switchfoot

I am the crisis

I am the bitter end

I’m gonna gun this town

I am divided

I am the razor edge

There is no easy now

Son of sorrow

Staring down forever

With an aching view

Disenchanted

Let’s go down together

With the fatal wound

This is the real thing

No rubber bullets now

This is the final bow

My breath avoids me

My chest is in my head

My stomach’s upside-down, down

Son of sorrow

Staring down forever

With an aching view

Disenchanted

Let’s go down together

With the fatal wound

With the fatal wound

With the fatal wound