I promised myself I wouldn't lead you on
So here it is confused and flawed

As foolish as these words may seem
As foolish as I may be
See, I'm just a factory worker's son from a railroad town
And yeah, I can feel the steel mills rust
But I've been doing my time and I've been thinking about getting out
I'm running fast the other way down a narrow dead end road
I know this won't be the last time I sing
"These dreams will be my anchor
These dreams will be the death of me"
Through all this I've been feeling like
I'm slowly burning out
Nothing is all bad
Nothing is quite right
So I kept inking and screaming from my room
The only way I know how to
I'm calling out to you
I'm calling out to you
Nerves wrapped tight around my spine
I'm past the point of caring what the rest of them think
They've got the fear

They're holding back
And this is for the go-for-broke common-muck few
And this marks the end of an era and the start of something better
What can we do when the war is all around?
The veins are constricting the pressure is coming down
What can we do when the war is all around?
The veins are constricting
The pressure is coming down
Everyone knows we're living in a world we just can't trust
Left in the wind to die in the dust
So we spoke up
Crazy, Ugly, Illegitimate
Never again
We are the symptom
We are the torn in the side
They scream 'til it hurts
They can't sleep
I want to be one of them
We try
We bleed
Endless
Broken
White
Lines
And we don't care anymore
I don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm one of them
Our rebel hearts will turn restless ghosts
They can never truly kill us and we will never truly die