Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint marketed fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, airbrush death White T's, wife beaters, button up, flesh
In between the lines, of the law Underneath the veil we dig our We navigate the globe trying to find a pattern to break the With a family to feed nowhere we wont go
But what if were said Im a snitch Shot at the point Found with his slit
Theres spray on the teleprompter (But if were caught?) screams that hes seen a monster (They Im a snitch) Mayday, theres bloodstains on his (Shot at the point) Mayday, they say that hes gone
Sometimes, when I wanna out this world rip up this page Wanna out this heart get up on this stage
And my lips percussion And my fists become the And I on this table Till it me something to say
I think about things That Ive right in front of me That I dont believe one of these mikes
Let me let em know the way it is Is not how its be Not if we let em get ahead of us The present tensions, no
Its just a across the path That we're ready to walk Rock solid footsteps, let em put up And prove that it possible, fuck that
We dont give em any True liberty and at stake will never become pass Live my life until my day
It was eight in the bat cave When the in the plaster collapsed And way to gaps in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the passengers and Cause this is a Where the fuck are the workers?
Not far off, on a cop car In the hall with a Sipping liquor in the bar climb to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled
All on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill Onlookers, passers-by brush off your Shake off that Break free from standstill
of a better world, causes we understand Failures we to occur And bring for our sins (In the lines, outside 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 Search for we can trust we can lock into
This is madness, salvage teams bandage Hope, when its damaged or broken Not rope in the van world is collapsing, our mode of action
Broadcast the glass, all we can manage Donate with the plastic scraps the salad Hoping to balance, emotions And staged on 4:3
Just for sadness, lives shattered Are standard for cameras and channels stare No abracadabras, no faster or mantras 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 Dust off the flags and the
We'll never another you the life of love we knew These lightning are trouble Who cant the strikes that punished through?
The bonds we thought would never And never will and never change and never But theres the Of you to their mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) Refuge from the (Outside of the law) Causes we
Hands that trace For descendants in the on the run (Underneath the veil) we expected to occur And redemption for our sins (In the lines) In the lines
In the lines, outside of the law the veil In between the lines, of the law the veil
In the lines, outside of the law the veil (We our foundations) In between the lines, of the law In between the