Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint Black fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, airbrush with White T's, beaters, button up, reattach flesh
In between the lines, of the law Underneath the veil we dig our We navigate the trying to find a pattern to break the mold With a family to feed theres we wont go
But what if were They Im a snitch Shot at the check with his throat slit
Theres spray on the teleprompter (But if were caught?) screams that hes seen 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 out this world Wanna rip up page pour out this heart Wanna get up on this
And my become percussion And my fists the rage And I on this table it gives me something to say
Then I think about Ive seen right in front of me That I dont believe Gimme one of mikes
Let me let em know the way it is Is not how its be Not if we dont let em get of us The tensions, no threat
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, fuck
We dont give em any liberty and freedoms at stake Peace never become pass Live my until 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 Cause is a disaster Where the are the rescue workers?
Not far off, on a cop car In the hall a Pop-Tart Sipping liquor in the bar Everyone to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled
All hands on deck to pull, survivors from the Onlookers, passers-by off your shoulders Shake off rubble Break free your standstill
Signs of a better world, we understand we expected to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines, outside of the law) Safety from the in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil)
We write our own House Rules To keep alive rituals that their worth Search for we can trust Rhythms we can lock
This is madness, salvage teams bandage Hope, when its damaged or compassion Not rope in the van world is collapsing, our mode of action
Broadcast the glass, all we can manage with the plastic scraps from the salad Hoping to balance, emotions And on 4:3 aspects
Just ballast for sadness, shattered Are standard fare for and channels stare No abracadabras, no faster answers or for disasters Remastered or plastered, we got it all Do you the faction you're backing?
Its another man down, mother gone Child drowned, another silenced Solitude, another of strong I you, another strung along
Missing in Another is blackened burned Turned, to ashes Dust off the flags and the
We'll never find you Despite the life of we knew lightning times are trouble Who cant count the strikes punished through?
The bonds we would never 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 trace For in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil) Failures we to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines) In the lines
In between the lines, of the law Underneath the In between the lines, of the law the veil
In the lines, outside of the law the veil (We our foundations) In the lines, outside of the law In the lines