The Juggernauts Zebrahead

Watching anvils falling all around
And they break our bones when they hit the ground
The sirens scream without a sound
So we numb ourselves with drink and drown
Got to clock in, bar code and name
Zeros and ones, compose the game
And the roof's on fire but it stops the rain
So clench your fists and enjoy the pain
Think back to the ways of yesterday
The "I" in team raised renegade
In punk rock clubs and razor blades
Where throwaway kids scream serenades

We lost control again
We lost control again
We lost control
Gotta find a way to make amends
Rewrite the end
Take back what time has stole

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

(Here we go, here we go, one time)
Dropping down a well that time forgot
With scars that show that we care a lot
In the sky we dreamt like a juggernaut
Of the things we'd do and what we sought
But one by one we fall the same
How much to lose, not much to gain
So have your hope hop another train
And bleach yourself but the strain remains
Think back to the ways of yesterday
When we never even had to get paid to play
Had a backpack filled with a lot to say
But the words have all been thrown away