A Call to Arms
I swear, I can't stand this place
And whats 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
Downtown's and urban decay
There's so much life in these bricks
There's so much buildings can say
A new experienced me
We'll be coming back on rusted wheels and bloody knees
[Chorus]
A call to arms
From server to soldiers
Whose 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 that there was blood left in this stone
Turns out that I was wrong
I hope to find a place that feels like home
With a heightened sense of strength
And the strongest sense of sound
A new experienced me
We'll be coming back on rusted wheels and bloody knees
[Chorus]
A new experienced me (a new experienced me)
We'll be coming back on rusted wheels and bloody knees
[Chorus]
Writer/s: Bayside
