Born in the flood, bloody sets marketed fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, airbrush death White T's, wife beaters, up, reattach flesh
In the lines, outside of the law the veil we dig our foundations We navigate the globe trying to find a pattern to break the With a family to feed theres we wont go
But what if were They Im a snitch at the check point Found his throat slit
Theres paint on the teleprompter (But if were 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 this Wanna rip up page Wanna pour out heart Wanna get up on this
And my become percussion And my fists become the And I pound on this Till it me something to say
I think about things That Ive seen in front of me I dont wanna believe Gimme one of these
Let me let em know the way it is Is not how its be Not if we dont let em get of us The present tensions, no
Its just a fence the path we're already ready to walk Rock footsteps, let em put up obstacles And prove it isnt possible, fuck that
We give em any weight True and freedoms at stake will never become pass Live my life until my day
It was half-past in the bat cave When the cracks in the collapsed And gave way to in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the and messengers Cause is a disaster the fuck 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, lunchtimes
All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill Onlookers, passers-by brush off your Shake off that free from your standstill
Signs of a better world, causes we we expected to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines, outside of the law) Safety from the crowds in the on the run (Underneath the veil)
We write our own House Rules To keep alive rituals that prove worth Search for we can trust Rhythms we can lock
This is madness, teams can't bandage Hope, when its or broken compassion Not enough in the van When is collapsing, our mode of action
through the glass, all we can manage Donate with the plastic scraps the salad to balance, emotions invalidated And staged on 4:3
Just ballast for sadness, lives Are standard fare for cameras and channels No abracadabras, no faster or mantras for disasters Remastered or plastered, we got it all Do you know the faction backing?
Its another man down, another mother Child drowned, another silenced Solitude, another kind of I you, another strung along
in action Another page is burned Turned, to ashes Dust off the flags and the
We'll never another you Despite the life of we knew These lightning times are Who cant count the that punished through?
The bonds we thought would break And never and never change and never fade But the rage Of you to their mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) Refuge from the (Outside of the law) we understand
Hands that instructions For descendants in the on the run (Underneath the veil) we expected to occur 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 Underneath the (We our foundations) In between the lines, of the law In between the