If I put ny heart on trial Picking apart this cloaked denial Right from the cuff down to the seam, Stitch by stitch exposing me. This is raw I used to feel invincible If this is war I guess its still worth fighting for. The dust descends on the morning news I beat myself up black and blue. I need to know how you feel I need to feel something real. Be it joy or more unhappiness There's a moment here to steal. Thisis raw I used to feel invincible If this is war I guess it's still worth fighting for Was the tension in the silence of congeniality? Or was it something far more awkward That could never be believed. In the midst of indecisions Like a compass lost at sea I was looking past the answer, staring right in from of me. This is raw. I used to feel invincible If this is war I guess it's still worth fighting for.