Leaning on the brink
To find I can t dispense
The style that you think
Or a fashion sense
Follow what s the same
Never deviate
Your corrupted blame
Won t control our fate
Thanks for judging me
I never thought I asked
Just a decked out loser
In a punk rock mask

Complain you can t dance
That s not why were a band
Making music that we love
On the brink we stand

I can t keep up
So I give up

Trying to find a way
Bring me back to the day
When the music is all I thought about
I just need to figure out
There s no room for any doubt
And I ll stand here and say
I ll resolve this all today
Cause hope is all I think we need
The time is now
I'll plant a seed
To bring me back to the day