They have kicked you in the face
You can't finish the race
You don't have what it takes
That's what makes you so great
An infinite today
You're on another stage
They can work on a delay
The people wanna hear
What you have got to say
Be the Empire State
The winter Portland Maine
Know everybody's name
All our friends see us and they know what's wrong
But we don't care enough to admit the problem
We care more about keeping our guns
It's too little too late when they have taken your son your blood
When will our voice start to count
This issue's paramount
I'm worried for my health
They have got us all wrong
Let's fix it with a song
We've known this all along
I protest that stupid beard
It covers up what's clear
We aren't safe here
Killer got mad with what I said
He hopes I drop dead
I hope he drops dead
The last few months have been freezing I'm need time to find the faintest hope
The real trouble's getting that sleazy stubborn slime from the back of their throat's
And it's safe for now to meet in the dead part of town
And it takes all our strength to come back around
While she waits she hates killer for not backing down
Thoughts and prayers go nowhere
Don't know what they think about
How do you get so low how do you get so down
Cheer them on and they'll be alright
Neglect them all and people die
All our friends see us and they know what's wrong
But we don't care enough to admit the problem
We care more about keeping our guns
It's too little too late when they have taken your son your blood