Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint Black marketed fresh water canons, me not Epitaph, airbrush with T's, wife beaters, button up, reattach flesh
In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the we dig our foundations We navigate the trying to find a pattern to break the mold With a family to feed theres we wont go
But if were caught? They said Im a Shot at the point Found with his slit
Theres spray on the teleprompter (But what if caught?) Anchorman screams that hes a monster (They Im a snitch) Mayday, theres on his shirt (Shot at the point) Mayday, they say that hes berserk
Sometimes, when I wanna shut out world Wanna rip up this Wanna out this heart Wanna get up on this
And my lips percussion And my become the rage And I pound on table Till it me something to say
Then I think things Ive seen right in front of me That I dont wanna Gimme one of these
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 That we're already to walk Rock solid footsteps, let em put up And prove that it isnt possible, that
We dont em any weight True and freedoms at stake will never become pass Live my life my last day
It was half-past in the bat cave the cracks in the plaster collapsed And way to gaps in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the and messengers Cause this is a Where the fuck are the rescue
Not far off, on a cop car In the hall a Pop-Tart Sipping in the rock bar Everyone to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled
All hands on deck to pull, survivors from the Onlookers, brush off your shoulders Shake off that Break free from standstill
Signs of a better world, causes we Failures we expected to And bring redemption for our (In the lines, outside of the law) Safety the crowds in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil)
We write our own House Rules To keep alive that prove their worth Search for we can trust Rhythms we can lock
This is madness, salvage can't bandage Hope, its damaged 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 from the Hoping to balance, emotions And on 4:3 aspects
ballast for sadness, lives shattered Are standard fare for cameras and channels No abracadabras, no faster answers or mantras for Remastered or plastered, we got it all Do you the faction you're backing?
Its another man down, mother gone Child drowned, another song Solitude, kind of strong I miss you, another strung
in action Another page is blackened Turned, ashes to Dust off the and the caskets
We'll find another you Despite the of love we knew These lightning are trouble Who cant the strikes that punished through?
The bonds we thought would break And will and never change and never fade But the rage Of losing you to mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) Refuge from the (Outside of the law) we understand
Hands that trace For in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil) Failures we to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines) In between the
In between the lines, of the law the veil In between the lines, of the law the veil
In between the lines, of the law Underneath the (We our foundations) In between the lines, of the law In between the