Beards Going Nowhere The Protomen

In this city you hold on as tightly as you can
You don't take anything for truth
It's like walking on the razor's edge
And everything around you is crumbling, girl
You only have to look around for proof

When I was younger, things were different
When a man was allowed to be a man
But I grew up too fast, like I was racing with the devil
I've felt the blade so many times
Emily girl, won't you take my hand

And we'll ride

Across the barren face of this desert road
You set my wheels on fire
I'll rev my engine till the sound is just deafening
Emily girl, I swear
We'll make it out of this wasteland

I know you worry the way that things are gonna turn out
It seems this city doesn't love the man with a beard
They say a man has to give up the very thing he loves here
But I will not live like that
No, I will not live in fear