Make It Stop (september's Children) Lyrics

Woah, woah.

Bang bang on the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,
Then gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday,
How did I miss the red flags?
Racing back, the days we left
We braved these bitter storms together.
Then brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.

What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?
What God could...

Make it stop!
Let this end!
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step,
On the way down singing
Woah, woah.

Bang bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotguns loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand
From a nation under God,
I feel its love like a cattle prod.
(Born free!)I'm born free, but still they hate.
(Born me!)I'm born me, no I can't change.

It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me,
Let's prove them wrong. Make it stop!
Let this end!
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step,
On the way down singing
Woah, woah.

The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
They're gathering some candles,
But not their tongues.

And too much blood has flown from the wrists
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood?
We're counting for,
Insisting on,
A different beat, yeah.
A brand new song.

Whoa, whoa [x3]
(Tyler Clementi, age 18.
Billy Lucas, age 15.
Harrison Chase Brown, age 15.
Cody J. Baker, age 17.
Seth Walsh, age 13.)

Make it stop!
Make this end!
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
And proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living!

Make it stop!
Let this end!
All these years pushed to the ledge.
I'm proud of this, of who I am,
I plan to go on living!

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