Are there no fighters left here anymore?Are we the generation we've been waiting for?Or are we patiently burning, waiting to be saved?
Our heroes, our icons have mellowed with ageFollowing rules that they once disobeyedThey're now being led when they used to lead the way
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?(That you stood by before)Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?(The bricks that seal your fate)Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?(Go)
They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a baseConcrete solutions to slow our decayBut when they are goneWho the fuck's gonna take their place?
Yeah, will it be the cynic, the critics galore?The cliché apathetic, passed out on the floorThe trusting complicit who collectively ignore
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?(That you stood by before)Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?(The bricks that seal your fate)Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
Don't you remember when you were youngAnd you wanted to set the world on fire?Somewhere deep down, I know you do (hey, hey, hey, hey)And don't you remember when we were youngAnd we wanted to set the world on fire?'Cause I still am, and I still do
Make no mistake, we are not afraidTo bear the burden of repeatingWhat they're thinking anywayLet's raise the stakesOn the bet we madeLet's decide to be the architectsThe masters of our fate
Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before(That we stood by before)And after everything we've seen, there may be even moreI know we're not the only ones and we were not the first(We were not the first)
And unapologetically we stand behind each word
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