text: Full of despair, inside a darkness
  Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war
  Running out of air, buried in a sadness
  Want a way out of this paralyzing world
  And the sound of the cries when a familys loved one dies
  It echoes through a vacant room where a young soul still resides
  When the night is cold and you feel like no one knows
  What its like to be the only one buried in this hole
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  Searching for a way to escape the madness
  A dire need for change as we fight for better days
  The hurt and the pain cut deep like a razor blade
  Holding in a cry for love, abandoned and afraid
  When the night is cold and you feel like no one knows
  What its like to be the only one buried in this hole
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  I wont go to my grave until a difference is made
  I wont go to my grave until a difference is made
  When the night is cold and you feel like no one knows
  What its like to be the only one buried in this hole
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  You can make it to the sunrise 
  I wont go to my grave until a difference is made
  I wont go to my grave until a difference is made
  Until a difference is made