For every broken dream, a song The map of where we went wrong The few left standing The few left straining Left behind to try and carry on Death comes racing Death comes racing Death comes racing Death comes racing ♪ Standing in between white walls we never made Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave All the dreams and memories got washed away Shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave ♪ You earned this freedom to feel And the right to set it free With all your pain and suffering You drowned in the panic, in the hurt, in the fear You earned this freedom to feel And the right to set it free You earned this freedom to feel And the right to set it free Standing in between white walls we never made Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave All the dreams and memories got washed away Got shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave ♪ I'm sorry that it took me so long To find the words to write this song But if growing up means losing everything Then I'm dead set on staying young Because I still just love ya Pain is beauty Is pain is beauty Is pain is beauty Is pain is beauty