Testo Make It Stop (September's Children)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Bang bang go the coffin nails,
like a breath exhaled,
Been gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday,
how did I miss the red flags raised?
Think back to the days we laughed
We braved these bitter storms together.
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 shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.

From a nation under God,
I feel it's love like a cattle prod.
Born free, but still they hate.
Bore me, no I can't change.

It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me,
let's prove they're 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 candles,
but not their tongues.

And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood?

We're calling for,
Insisting on, a different beat, yeah.
A brand new song.

Woah, woah.
(Tyler Clemente age 18)
A brand new song
Woah, woah.
(Billy Lucas age 15)
Woah, woah.
(Harrison Chase Brown age 15)
Woah, woah.
(Cody J. Barker age 17)
(Seth Walsh age 13)

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