At the end of the day
When our lives have all gone and changed
For better or worse
When we lay down our heads
And the hope is dead and gone
The night feels so wrong
There's so much bad blood to be released
There's things I can't see, they're gonna make me bleed
At the end of my day when i'm just trying to get my piece
Father, let me go to sleep
As an angry young man
My knuckles ached and moaned
But they never sing
There's a war going on
So if this is a call to arms
Start singing those songs
There's so much bad blood to be released
There's things I can't see that are gonna make me bleed
At the end of my day when I'm just trying to get my peace
Father, let me go to sleep
There's hope in this hurt
There's hope in this hurt
There's hope in this hurt
You're learning to breathe
There's so much bad blood to be released
There's things I can't see, they're gonna make me bleed
At the end of my day there's a whole world waiting to be seen
So father, let me go to sleep