embrace the dead - anberlin

Coming through your district
I see the red light on
I feel the warmth of the street
And I feel the drugs infecting me
Don't come screaming
Cold words, demands
Helpless you cry
Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die
You're living, barely breathing
Embrace the Dead
Raise your hands
To the god in the sky
That let's you breathe tonight
Coming through your district
I see the rip lipstick on
You sell yourself so cheap
Sleep with the night to carry on
Don't come screaming
Cold words, demands
Helpless you cry
Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die
You're living, barely breathing
Embrace the dead
Raise your hands
To the god in the sky
That let's you breathe tonight
You're living, barely breathing
You're living, barely breathing
You're living, barely breathing
You're living, barely breathing
You're living
You're living
Embrace the dead
Raise your hands
To Christ the Lord
That let's you breathe too