Born in the flood, bloody sets marketed fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, with death White T's, wife beaters, up, reattach flesh
In between the lines, of the law the veil we dig our foundations We navigate the globe trying to a pattern to break the mold With a family to feed theres we wont go
But if were caught? They Im a snitch Shot at the point with his throat slit
Theres spray on the teleprompter (But what if caught?) Anchorman screams that hes seen a (They Im a snitch) Mayday, bloodstains on his shirt (Shot at the point) Mayday, they say that hes gone
Sometimes, when I shut out this world Wanna rip up page pour out this heart Wanna get up on this
And my become percussion And my fists become the And I pound on table Till it me something to say
Then I about things That Ive seen right in of me I dont wanna believe Gimme one of 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 a fence across the path we're already ready to walk Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles And prove it isnt possible, fuck that
We dont give em any liberty and freedoms at stake Peace will never pass Live my life my last day
It was half-past in the bat cave When the in the plaster collapsed And gave way to in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the passengers and this is a disaster Where the are the rescue workers?
Not far off, on a cop car In the hall a Pop-Tart liquor in the rock bar Everyone climb to the frontline, canceled
All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill Onlookers, brush off your shoulders Shake off that Break free your standstill
Signs of a world, causes we understand we expected to occur And redemption for our sins (In between the lines, of the law) from the crowds in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil)
We write our own House Rules To alive rituals that prove their worth for systems we can trust Rhythms we can into
This is madness, salvage teams bandage Hope, when its damaged or broken Not rope in the van When world is collapsing, our mode of
through the glass, all we can manage Donate the plastic scraps from the salad to balance, emotions invalidated And staged on 4:3
ballast for sadness, lives shattered Are standard fare for cameras and channels No abracadabras, no faster answers or for disasters or plastered, we got it all backwards Do you the faction you're backing?
Its another man down, another gone Child drowned, another silenced Solitude, another kind of I you, another strung along
in action Another is blackened burned Turned, ashes to off the flags and the caskets
We'll never find you Despite the of love we knew lightning times are trouble Who cant count the strikes punished through?
The we thought would never break And will and never change and never fade But theres the Of losing you to mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) from the crowd (Outside of the law) Causes we
that trace instructions For in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil) Failures we expected to And bring redemption for our (In the lines) In between the
In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the
In the lines, outside of the law the veil (We our foundations) In between the lines, of the law In the lines