To all the ones
Who stabbed our backs
With words of doubt
And faith to match
You left us sullen
We rose above
Just in time
The capricious fuel the fire
The kindred tow the line
We take it on the chin
Rewind and start again
We waded through the mire
We slashed and set on fire
We always saw it coming
Had your number
To all the ones
Who shifted blame
To dreams
Of high resolution
We called your bluff
Called you out
Dropped you at sunrise
The capricious fuel the fire
The kindred tow the line
We take it on the chin
Rewind and start again
We waded through the mire
We slashed and set on fire
We always saw it coming
Had your number
We offered you our dreams
With open arms
Wasn't enough
So good riddance
