David Kushner - Dead Man

You make me not feel like a man.
Keep throwing stones for while you can.
I know myself and who I am.
There's stories in these calloused hands, that not a soul will ever hear.
I've only grown from the tears.

I'm the dead man in this war.
But baby I've been here before.
There's beauty hidden in the gore.
Yeah, I'm the dead man in this war. (uh-huh)
Do you remember September.
Do you remember September.

You threw me back into the fire.
I screamed while your smile was getting wider. (oh-oh)
Demons and angels in my choir, (mm)
singing about what I desire,
and not a soul will ever hear. (oh-oh)
I've only grown from the tears. (oh)

I'm the dead man in this war.
But baby I've been here before.
There's beauty hidden in the gore.
Yeah, I'm the dead man in this war. (uh-uh)
Do you remember September.
Do you remember September.

Wait on, wait on, give me back my own salvation.
Wait on, wait on, give me back my own salvation.
Wait on, wait on, give me back my own salvation.
Wait on, wait on.
Yeah

I'm the dead man in this war.
But baby I've been here before. (I've been here before)
There's beauty hidden in the gore. (yeah
Yeah, I'm the dead man in this war. (uh-huh)

Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
(There;s beauty hidden in the gore)

(I'm the dead man in this war)