The Fatal Wound

Switchfoot

I am the crisis 
I am the bitter end 
I'm gonna gun this town 
I am divided 
I am the razor edge 
there is no easy now 

son of sorrow 
staring down forever 
with an aching view 
disenchanted 
lets go down together 
with the fatal wound 

this is the real thing 
no rubber bullets now 
this is the final bow 
my breath avoids me 
my chest is in my head 
my stomach's upside down 
down 

son of sorrow 
staring down forever 
with an aching view 
disenchanted 
lets go down together 
with the fatal wound 
with the fatal wound 
with the fatal wound