Treason کے بول

Golden youth I've been there too Breaking down like all your friends do And it hurts so good Till it gets too bad You're flirting with another panic attack It's a poke at the heart For the casual sake of the art Its a poke at the eyes So the tears can be weaponized Is it really heroic to be broken on purpose Is there some kind of honor to keep living in the dark Is it really heroic to be broken on purpose Or is it treason to your heart Where does this go How does this end Are we too scared to be happy again Try and chase Your heart rate But you're not dead yet so stop digging your grave Stop digging your grave Why you digging your grave You're not too far You're not too gone You're not too bad to get better I know it's hard I know it hurts But things are gonna get better