They put us to work
the anvil-brigade
the angels lost track when
we started to fade
believing is seeing you're seeming okay
Iv'e seen every daylight
at the end of the rain

Now now now!

more than a fighting chance I've got
seems like I'm losing out a lot
maybe the sun still knows my name
I'll walk on my own to feet again
I'm just a clean cut individual
this ain't no second class residual now now!

yeah, and from the bottom
I can feel you screaming
you turn your face to the rain
I see you smiling again
maybe there'll be no more pain
the day we all go insane .....

...they made us create they made us
run farther. they made us believe there
was no one to bother
it feels like I'm old
it seems like I'm colder
she came in a box I loved
and I sold her

More than a fighting chance I've got
seems like i'm losing out a lot
maybe the sun still knows my name
I'll walk on my own to feet again
I'm just a clean cut individual
This ain't no second class residual now!
yeah, and from the bottom
I can feel you screaming!

I turn my
face to the rain and see you smiling again
maybe there'll be no more pain
the day we all go insane...

Mhmm hmmnn....