^EmiFull of ^Cdespair ^Ginside a ^Ddarkness ^EmiSelf conscious ^Cand scared, held ^Gprisoner of Dwar ^EmiRunning out of ^Cair, ^Gburied in a ^Dsadness ^EmiWant a way ^Cout of this ^Gparalyzing ^Dworld And the ^Csound of the ^Gcries when a ^Emifamily's loved one ^Ddies It ^Cechoes through a ^Gvacant room where a ^Emiyoung soul still ^Dresi^Cdes When the ^Eminight is ^Ccold and you ^Gfeel like no-one ^Dknows what it's ^Emilike to be the ^Conly one ^Gburied in this ^Dhole You can make it to the ^Emisunrise ^CWoah ^GWoah ^DWoah You can make it to the ^Amisunrise ^CWoah ^EmiWoah ^DWoah Searching for a way to escape the madness A dire need for change as we fight for better days The hurt and the pain cut deep like a razor blade Holding in a cry for love, abandoned and afraid When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise Woah Woah Woah You can make it to the sunrise Woah Woah Woah ^CI won't go to my grave ^Emiuntil a ^Ddifference is made ^{C, Emi, D C}I won't go to my grave ^Emiuntil a ^Ddifference is made ^{D C}Until a difference is ^Emimade ^D When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise Woah Woah Woah You can make it to the sunrise Woah Woah Woah I won't go to my grave until a difference is made Until the difference is made Until the difference is made (From time to time, there arise among human beings, people, who seem to exude love, as naturally as the sun gives out heat)