So just fill my head with the beauty of things I feel this hate embed, I've strung along this bitch called hope for far too long a time and I don't think they realize, we're not one in the same 'cause I look at the world with same anger in my heart day after day, so speak up and sing loud you outcast kin, so speak up and sing loud you outcast kin, cause we've been searching just for so long to find that brother in, in a place that maybe, maybe we could call our home instead of making, making these four walls our tomb and resenting every minute that we've spent in this room, and these regrets are memories made, and even though that all of this pain it's never as easy as the plan itself was to write we've played these games before but now our pieces have fallen all out of sight, so we'll collect and we'll pull together in our strongest coat of arms, choosing these words that we speak so specifically but only in the hopes to disarm, and even though I'm up that I'm up here and I can see you screaming from below our voices will find each other they'll unite and they'll overwhelm all of these gallows,
and even though I'm here and you're screaming from below, our voices will unite to overwhelm these gallows
and even though I'm here and you're screaming from below, our voices will unite to overwhelm these gallows