I feel the storm coming
Straying away from the path
Drifting from the shoreline
Are you with me? Hold on tight
So grab a hold of my hand
We’re sinking deep this time
My friends, this can’t really be the end
Die doing what you love
Bound by heartstrings and blood
We are alive and well
We were born to raise hell
Tomorrow holds such better days
Pieces are falling in place
Right hand on my beating heart
Let’s roll back to the start
I play my ace
We’re saving every memory
I’ll miss you completely
Trusty chords ringing in my head
Played ‘till my fingers bleed
Past five years we’re the best of times
We think these things last forever
Is this the end of the line?
Die doing what you love
Bound by heartstrings and blood
We are alive and well
We were born to raise hell
Tomorrow holds such better days
Pieces are falling in place
Right hand on my beating heart
Let’s roll back to the start
So I clean my face, change my strings
Open the gate, unchain my hands
Let you in, back again
Breathe new life into my soul
Cleanse my mind, clench my fist
Watch me beat down those walls
Signs of spring, voice refined
We are what we believe we are
Not bending the knee
Not giving it all away
1997
Opened my eyes and stayed awake
Truth be told
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Not bending the knee
Not giving it all away
Die doing what you love
Bound by heartstrings and blood
We are alive and well
We were born to raise hell
Tomorrow holds such better days
Pieces are falling in place
Right hand on my beating heart
Let’s roll back to the start
And play my ace
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