Make It Stop (September's Children)

Whoa, whoa
Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled
Then gone forever
It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raise?
Think back to the days we laughed
We braved these bitter storms together
Then 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
Whoa, whoa
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
A born me, no I can’t change
It’s always darkest just before the dawn
So stay awake with me, let’s prove them 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
Whoa, whoa
The cold river washed him away
But how could we forget
The gatherings hold candles, but not their tongues
And too much blood has flown from the wrist
Of the 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, whoa, oh
A brand new song, whoa, whoa, whoa
(Whoa) Make it stop
Let this end
This life chose me, I’m not lost in sin
(Whoa) And proud I stand, of who I am
I plan to go on living
(Whoa) Make it stop
Let this end
All these years pushed to the ledge
(Whoa) But proud I stand, of who I am
I plan to go on living