Lyrics

Separate the kids before they kill themselves They are right in their place under your gun By the grace of this blessed gasoline We awoke in the crash In the wreckage we've come to accept We refuse to be saved And we're under falling lights Captured in the flames Don't let it come to this We were caught looking back at the damage You were wrong when you said it was over In the wreckage we've come to accept We refuse to be saved And we're under falling lights Captured in the flames Lay your conscious down And forget everything you've been told