The War from Audible Trauma by Loss Of Signal

It was always us or them
Generations of mayhem
Lived so free and had it oh so good
Left us to be the misunderstood

And now something has stirred
No longer the unheard

Marching across that line
And hoping we'll be just fine
Faced with what they chose to miss
And all we ask is that we come home from this

Blaming us lash out with every headline
It's not our fault the world in steady decline
We've had enough our future won’t be denied
As children born no longer starry eyed

We're fighting tooth and nail
We're not the ones who'll fail

Marching across that line
And hoping we'll be just fine
Faced with what they chose to miss
And all we ask is that we come home from this

Marching across that line
And hoping we'll be just fine
Faced with what they chose to miss
And all we ask is that we come home from this

Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na

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