|Guitar, Backing Vocals:||Rob Hughes|
|Bass, Backing Vocals:||John McGuire|
|Drums, Percussion:||James Dewees|
this is for the kids who ain't got no soul. never think twice, got nowhere to go. this is for the pills that never fucking work, but it's hard to see blood on a black t-shirt. they'll never understand cause they were understood, an "open minded" fake in a bright white coat. tell me what you wanna know about my bleeding fucking heart. i'll pass all your tests, i've learned to lie from the best. life is a fight. they never really listen cause they never fucking cared. the way i feel inside they could never fucking hear. all they wanna know about is your insurance card. the pain i've kept inside just made me fucking strong. i never found a place i felt i fit, i never met someone who gave a shit. but i believe in what we fucking got. now we have a chance to set it off. i never found a place i felt i fit, i never met someone who gave a shit. lets take a stand against feeling lost, this is our chance to set it off. you'll never take me alive cause we're already dead. you'll never take me alive cause we're already dead inside.
Throughout history, music has served as a society's barometer for social and political conditions. From Bob Dylan's folk protest anthems of the 60 ...