Lyrics

Seems all of our lives we've been dying to forget, the broken bones and broken homes.
Its survival of the fittest, gotta be in this to win it, at least thats what I'm told.
Chances are scarce still they want us in the race, cuz nobody reaches the end.
Shoot for the stars, success line your pockets, who cares who gets stepped on.
*We're all in this fight together, if we're united, we can make this our own,
we've gotta learn from our mistakes, grab the reins, finally have a place to call home.
(we don't need anymore distractions, you got it. you got it. you got it. Face down!)
*But still we rage on! With all these broken bones and broken homes.
No longer suffer in silence, so out sons might have a brand new day.