straight up look what you re leaving behind it burns me alive fold your arms like sedatives and bleed it out not with your suicide but with a dream we ll all sing we ll all hail the end high hopes will burn that rope and bend the blade that broken chairs aren t vessels for escape they re just reminders of what we waste and all this talk of dying we all feel like dying sometimes but the courage to go on to keep living is the more admirable choice high hopes will burn that rope and bend the blade that broken chairs aren t vessels for escape they re just reminders of what we waste and all this talk of dying is just getting old all of us feel overwhelmed sometimes and there are people who think about suicide the difference is we don t do it because once you do everything is over straight up  we are here to give you the chance to turn your broken hearts into smiles again 