One - BLACKOUT PROBLEMS

I stand on top of this city looking down

I see mothers and fathers

trying to find out where the road goes

Don’t look at me like this life would be senseless

I’m just as fucked as you

hoping for some answers

An old man comes running

He knocks at my door

In his hands his first punk record

he stole from the store

Society has been a mystery

until I heard those songs

Explaining how we’ve managed to split up in two parts

One lives in the gutter

with dreams spilled on the floor

The other’s in a castle and owns a crown and a throne

The part that’s on the street is struggling to live on

The other’s safely at home

WE WILL BE ONE

One lives in the gutter

with dreams spilled on the floor

The other’s in a castle

WE WILL BE ONE

The part that’s on the street is struggling to live on

The other’s safely at home

WE WILL BE ONE

I know you struggle to live on

WE WILL BE ONE

I know you struggle to live on

WE WILL BE ONE

There are some left in the gutter

Who pick their dreams up from the floor

Some who won’t give up on the world around us all

Our books taught us strength

We can change the world

Tyrants and fuck ups will get what they deserve