A Call to Arms - Bayside

I swear I can’t stand this place

And what’s becoming of me

The longer I have to stay

I want to think all unthinkable things

And say what I shouldn’t say

I need a change

With that said I’m leaving today

I got some concrete ideas

And they’ve been paving my way towards all the

Downtowns and urban decay

There’s so much life to these bricks

So much buildings can say

A new experienced me

We’ll be coming back on rusted limbs and bloody knees

A call to arms

For all the suburban soldiers who’ve got no one to count on

Faceless and scarred

We don’t know where we’re going

We forgot where we came from

I thought there was blood left in this stone

Turns out that I was wrong

I hope you find the place that feels like home

And a heightened sense of strength

And a stronger sense of self

A new experienced me

We’ll be coming back on rusted limbs and bloody knees

A call to arms

For all the suburban soldiers who’ve got no one to count on

Faceless and scarred

We don’t know where we’re going

We forgot where we came from

A new experienced me

We’ll be coming back on rusted limbs and bloody knees

A call to arms

For all the suburban soldiers who’ve got no one to count on

Faceless and scarred

We don’t know where we’re going

We forgot where we came from