Gotta draw a line, can't sit on the fence all day
Despite what the kids may say
We'll fight if they don't press play, pretty sure
Gotta make a stand, can't sit on the fence all day
Despite what the kids may say
We'll fight if they don't press play, this is war
'Cause we're starving
We're hungry for more of the good stuff
Thirsty for more of the bad stuff
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
Show me the way to go home
The way to home, the way to home
Dream for a silence
You won't arrive 'til the lungs don't hurt anymore
We praying for a silence
They won't arrive until your souls lying down on the floor
Check your in-flight detail
And up your street fighting scale
We keep going if the lighting fails
Hold torch like nightingale
Hard as nails when they sail
More exciting tails, holy grail, hey whoa
We break bread until the bread turns stale
Let me hear you say ay-yo
And eat it up throw it all on the table
Check the label, read the dog tags
We stand tall but the floor's unstable
I don't know what you been told
Outside is pretty damn cold
Rise up, we point to the sky
You know we're strong from the look in our eye
Gotta draw a line, can't sit on the fence all day
Despite what the kids may say
We'll fight if they don't press play, pretty sure
Gotta make a stand, can't sit on the fence all day
Despite what the kids may say
We'll fight if they don't press play, this is war
'Cause we're starving
We're hungry for more of the good stuff
Thirsty for more of the bad stuff
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way?
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
When you gonna show us the way? Ay
Show me the way to go home
The way to home, the way to home
You're praying for a silence
It won't arrive 'til our lungs don't want anymore
You're praying for a silence
It won't arrive 'til your son's lying down on the floor
