Cast off the crutch that kills the pain. The Red flag waving never meant the same. The of tommorow don't need today, when they live in the sins of yesterday.
Well I've never seen us act like this Our only hope is the minds of And they'll show us a thing or two
Our only weapons are the guns of youth It's only time before they tighten the noose And then the hunt will be on for you
We don't need them
Like the smallest bee packs a sting Like a pawn checkmates a King We'll attack at the crack of dawn
Build a ladder if there's a wall Don't be afraid to slip and fall Speak for yourself or they'll speak for you
We don't need them
Like a fire Don't need water Like a jury Needs a liar Like a riot Don't need order Like a Madman Needs a martyr
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday