Are these shouts in bravery, Or announced recklessness? This can't be reality One of us second best "To become a crowd is to keep out death" A life you've grown accostumed to Trite and trapped without your path Abide the wrath you're due Done are the days of child's play This time we play for keeps Seized are the days left without doubts Count, read 'em, and weep You say this is where you want to be, So what you got to prove? The look one throws to adversaries you shot at me But it went straight through Fuck you too ♪ Life wasted on the past Another victim of circumstance It's up to you to take the chance To make it work, To make it last Hallowed minds lost in line ♪ Out of touch Out of time