1 Through 8 (Lyrics)

well there's blood and empty dreams somewhere along these broken streets 8 years of tears from promises that they could never keep so many hours of them telling you what you should or shouldn't be to go with endless nights of thinking that it's all because of me well do you remember how your neighborhood looked before the fences went up and did your neighbors know how our family was at night when the doors were shut you know trust is such a fragile thing to watch rip apart and break and it's so hard to count the scars that get left in it's wake and it never seemed like silver linings ever even existed because all the self-doubt and confusion left your dreams cracked and twisted "there's a dead end in your path boy, no you're never gettin' far" and they'll tell ya that things are never gettin' better then how they are you know trust is such a fragile thing to watch wither away and die and the scars run deep through your old streets you can see them in your eyes and you wanna run from all that shit that's wearing you away and you tried to run but you couldn't get past your own front gate