Far Above - Anchor

Face the damage

The nights of mindnumbing escapism won’t solve a thing

There is a cheap price that you sell your freedom for, it’s killing your soul

Giving in to the pressure and letting go of your goals, it’s killing your soul

Face the damage

You are consumed and controlled, under the influence of alcohol

For how long will you pay them to keep you down?

Now let the season change for brighter days and drag yourself out of the hell

Not one more day under their control

Let us shine

Let us grow

Far above