## Chorus (2x) Platonic irony, divine dichotomy Searching for faith in a world of atrocity (no irony) Hands reaching out with nobody catching you(nobody) Building your walls as your heart keeps shattering Raised by the streets when your home was empty(find a home) Fighting these demons nobody else can see(only you) More than your history, breaking these chains (try,try) Finding your strength through the struggle and pain(try,try) ## Verse 1 "Platonic, ironic" — you claim you're agnostic Haven't found God yet? That's just how you process it Would take more than Jesus to flip your perspective Some days I see you headed for corrections, it's respective School on Saturdays, always catching detentions But I can't blame you with all your life's tensions Mom's locked in her room, chasing highs in seclusion Dad always working, comes home seeking exclusion Time keeps ticking, nobody watched you grow Out on these streets since thirteen, solo Had to raise yourself, that's a heavy load to shoulder World getting colder as the pain gets older ## Verse 2 It's a trying ordeal no child should know How it feels when there's nowhere safe to go No guidance had you falling for the first guy who showed love Didn't matter his age or looks from above All that mattered was he actually stayed Unfortunately that man wasn't great But fear kept you there, clutching tight to his frame Scared of that loneliness your parents let reign They failed you, neglected the seeds that could grow Damned your potential before it could show Made you something other than what you could be Left you home alone when you needed family ## Bridge Now you're stuck in this cycle, can't break these chains Holding onto someone who brings nothing but pain 'Cause at least it's something, at least it's not empty At least when he calls you, somebody remembers you exist ## Chorus (Repeat) Platonic irony, divine dichotomy Searching for faith in a world of atrocity (no irony) Hands reaching out with nobody catching you(nobody) Building your walls as your heart keeps shattering Raised by the streets when your home was empty(find a home) Fighting these demons nobody else can see(only you) More than your history, breaking these chains (try,try) Finding your strength through the struggle and pain(try,try) ## Verse 3 Platonic irony, your faith's still in question (where) Growing up too fast with the wrong life lessons(Is God) Streets taught you more than your home ever could(Is he here) Surviving day to day, misunderstood(the streets?) Not just somebody's baby mama in this story(I know) You're more than labels they tried to force on you, it's glory(he's not home) Behind that hardened stare, I see the child within Wanting what we all do — to be loved again They left you empty, a story untold When all you needed was a hand to hold(See) A chance to bloom beyond these broken roots(he's inside you) A life where love isn't just substitute(look inside you)

Platonic Irony(Wasting the Youth)