Born in the flood, finger-paint sets Black fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, with death T's, wife beaters, button up, reattach flesh
In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the veil we dig our We navigate the globe trying to find a to break the mold a family to feed theres nowhere we wont go
But what if were They said Im a Shot at the point Found with his throat
Theres spray paint on the (But what if caught?) Anchorman that hes seen a monster (They Im a snitch) Mayday, theres bloodstains on his (Shot at the point) Mayday, they say hes gone berserk
Sometimes, when I wanna shut out world Wanna rip up this Wanna pour out heart get up on this stage
And my lips become And my fists become the And I on this table Till it gives me to say
I think about things That Ive seen right in of me That I wanna believe one of these mikes
Let me let em the way that it is Is not how its be Not if we let em get ahead of us The present tensions, no
Its just a fence the path That we're already ready to solid footsteps, let em put up obstacles And prove that it possible, fuck that
We dont em any weight liberty and freedoms at stake Peace will become pass Live my life until my day
It was eight in the bat cave the cracks in the plaster collapsed And gave way to in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the and messengers Cause is a disaster Where the are the rescue workers?
Not far off, on a cop car In the hall with a liquor in the rock bar Everyone climb to the frontline, lunchtimes
All on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill Onlookers, passers-by brush off shoulders Shake off that Break free from your
Signs of a better world, we understand we expected to occur And bring for our sins (In between the lines, of the law) Safety from the in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil)
We our own Cider House Rules To keep alive rituals that their worth Search for systems we can Rhythms we can lock
This is madness, salvage can't bandage Hope, when its or broken compassion Not rope in the van When world is collapsing, our mode of
through the glass, all we can manage Donate with the plastic scraps the salad to balance, emotions invalidated And on 4:3 aspects
Just ballast for sadness, lives Are fare for cameras and channels stare No abracadabras, no answers or mantras for disasters Remastered or plastered, we got it all Do you know the faction you're
Its another man down, another gone Child drowned, another silenced Solitude, kind of strong I miss you, another strung
in action Another is blackened burned Turned, to ashes Dust off the and the caskets
never find another you Despite the of love we knew These times are trouble Who cant count the strikes punished through?
The bonds we thought would never And never will and never and never fade But the rage Of you to their mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) from the crowd (Outside of the law) Causes we
Hands that trace For descendants in the on the run (Underneath the veil) we expected to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines) In between the
In the lines, outside of the law the veil In the lines, outside of the law the veil
In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the (We our foundations) In the lines, outside of the law In between the