• 標題:The Juggernauts
  • 歌手:Zebrahead
  • 專輯:Phoenix
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    Zebrahead - The Juggernauts

    Watching anvils falling all around
    And they break our bones when they hit the ground
    The siren screams 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 stops the rain
    so clench your fists, 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 saught
    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
    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
    We won't wait
    We're the lost, but we've found
    We can't wait
    Alarms are calling
    We won't wait
    We're not the fallen, the underground
    You won't recognize us now
    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

    We lost control again
    We lost control again
    We lost control
    Got a lost hope requiem
    And we're wrecking 'em
    There's no use settlin'
    So when will the waiting end
    If we don't pretend like a shotgun awakening
    To blow off a pin-downed limb
    Shed your skin cause the day is shuddering
    So tie off the bleeding end and start again
    The streets are barreling
    With reason to reinvent our miscontent
    The sound grows deafening
    We want control again
    We want control again
    We want 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
    We won't wait no
    We were the lost, but we've found
    We can't wait no
    Alarms are calling
    We won't wait no
    We're not the fallen, the underground
    You won't recognize us now
    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
    We want control again
    We want control again
    We want control
    The underground, you won't recognize us now
    We want control again
    We want control again
    We want control
    The underground, you won't recognize us now