You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son
I am so tired of feeling so low
Like I never got born again
I am so tired like a man that has no place
No place to call his home
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son
I am the empty tank, a machine with no wheels to turn
A message lost at sea that never found land
I don't even know the excuses I have to make
To reconcile this war raged within me
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son
This is not what you deserve
This is not why you were made
This is not what you were fought for
This is not how you will stay
Behold, I have overcome the world
Behold, I have overcome the world
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son
Behold, I have overcome the world
Behold, I have overcome the world