We're biding time as we wait for the signal
Sharpening blades while we wait out the storm
These cold nights are almost unbearable
But purpose keeps us warm
Pledge allegiance while crossing our fingers
A bark with no bite, no teeth, just a roar

You're not a thorn in our side, you're a splinter

We are ready, but we're bored



Just holding our place in line

And everything moves too slow now

Breaking away in time



And they have the power

But we have the numbers now

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses

How long will we drag their plow?

What will continue to be

Is what we allow

Oh-ooh-oh



And still we worship at altars so empty

Consumption of something we don't need at all

Holes we can't fill, a never-ending song

"Again, from the top now"



Textbook cases we all fit the profile

Mass surveillance we opened the door

Prey on the fears

The blurred lines of right and wrong

Sped up 'til we can't slow down

And at this velocity

One wrong move and we go down

Brace for the reckoning



Yeah, they have the power

But we have the numbers

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses

How long will we drag their plow?

What will continue to be

Is what we allow

Oh-ooh-oh



Heavy are the chains

We fasten to ourselves

Gathering the thorns

To shape into a crown

Is this saddle comfortable?

Do these reigns feel tight enough?

Will you gallop when you're kicked

Or throw the rider off?



Are you the willing and the able

Or are you spoken for?

Destined to serve what you abhor

Until it all gives out

Listen, fuck what you call normal

And this pressure to conform (Break free)

It's your trail to blaze

Or your bridge to burn

Your bridge to burn



Yeah, they have the power

But we have the numbers now

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses

How long will we drag their plow?

What will continue to be

Is what we allow

What will we allow?