1. BREAKING THE CYCLE

This marks the return of a threat that we should have never taken back:
To live our lives with unwavering intent and in the spirit of a new romance.
Growing up in an age where monotony reigns...it's so easy
to keep your heart and mind locked away. And it's up to you to rise up...to break away.
We've got no more time to spend spitting ugly
words at our vicious circles from within.
The time has come to adapt and reinvent.
Let yourself go.
Come unhinged.
Claws out...stuck in a place where you don't fit.
Focus or Fold....no more sitting on the fence.
Today is the day we face ourselves and forgive, because the
world won't wait while we fail to make amends.
Late Night Adventure.
Reckless Abandonment.
We're going to live our lives like it's our last
chance.
Revenge: We're taking back what they stole.
Prepare your soul!


2. LATE BLOOMERS

How did it feel to fail?
How did it feel to feel?
All of those times, we tried our very hardest, and our best was never good enough for them.
Well, those days have come to and end, my friends.
We no longer answer to anyone and this new life is ours to live.
The end.
This is the end of the way we used to live.
The end.
The end.
This is the death of the days that we were better off dead.
No more second guessing.
No more fucking patience.
No more self-doubt.
No more inhibitions.
Adapt.
Outlast.
Adapt.
Outlast.
At Last.
The end.


3. CLARITY

Force fed from the outside.
We live a crowded life it seems.
Fragile minds in a fast paced world.
Can't compute the images coming through the screens.
Can't seem to bridge the gap between AM reality
And late night schemes.
Can't seem to focus as the glitter fades to green.
We've lost control.
Stained glass from the outside.
We suffer from a lack of clarity.
Impatience in the information age has taken
It's toll on me.
Sharp minds dulled down to nothing and filled with fantasy.
Exhausted Options: set me free.
Walking Backwards.
Shedding Skin.
I try to block it out.
They keep trying to get in.
We've lost control.
Confusion and Identity Crisis deep in the heart of my America.
Another generation has been bought and sold.
We've lost control.


4. WAR

Between the world and me: pressure-splitting seams. Imminent danger in the headlines.
Glamour on the T.V.
Chasing fools gold.
Growing cold.
Drowning in anxiety.
Lack of reason: pushing symbols and clever phrasing.
False notions of ritual, credentials, comfort, safety.
Relentless and crowding.
It's hard to breathe.
They'll give you the disease,
Then they'll sell you the cure to set you free.


5. SELF PRESERVATION

This is ambition: as ugly as it gets.
Uncommon kids and their fight against
An early death by common sense.
This is motivation: free of contempt.
Our generation has come of age...
And left us here with bitterness.
So when you're feeling jagged
And you think you've gone fucking mad: Salt your wounds.
Feel the sting of the things you never had,
The things you always wanted,
And the things they said you would never be.
Focus on the pain and find the strength
To make your own reality.
Please understand... you only live your life but once.
So don't hold back and don't live it in a rut.
For far too long we've heard "life's not like that"
From timid souls: longing and filled with regret.
But why should we take advice
From the boring-working-brain-dead?
We're forward thinking youth
And we can use our own heads.
Self Preservation!


6. BY THE SEA

We were young, numb, and violent all at once.
We were always smashing glass but it was never enough to make us feel OK.
Are we normal boys?
Is this the normal way?
We've been dragging dead weight across Midwest towns.
Killing our times with our frowns.
Alone in the crowd four years down feeling torn and beaten down.
Alone in the crowd four years down,
Our hearts were beating to this sound.
Me and you: we never got much sleep those nights.
There was too much turmoil too deep inside.
Lost in the dark without our pride...there was a light at the end of that tunnel, but we chose to shield our eyes. Could It be?
Are we seeing clearly for the very first time?
We've been to the edge and we know what it's like to want to die...and that's something we won't glorify.
We'll leave those miserable times behind.
How far can I go?
I'm rising from the depths of my own hell.
I don't need another tragic tale.
I need the strength to walk the other way.
I found conviction in my ever changing mind.
I grew up tied down and bleeding on the inside, but I know I was a victim of my own device, and I want to live to see
a brand new life.


7. YESTERDAY'S TRASH

Another new beginning: down the fucking drain.
Screaming "never again" as we watch it wash away.
God Damn.
Disappointment sure does have a way of adding up.
But it's all a matter of perspective so
We'd better start looking up.
Don't give up...
Cause someone said these are our glory days.
So let's do our best to beat the misery
That comes with being young and fucked up.
Time to rise up.
Before yesterday's trash becomes tomorrow's hard luck.


8. A TALE OF TWO CITIES

We've been abandoned.
Yeah, we've been left behind.
Red hot daggers in our conscious
Through the long cold night.
Are we growing ugly?
Are we wasting time?
Tell me your truth, kid.
I'll tell you mine.
I've crawled through obscurity to find
The heavy burden of a wasted life.
Go north.
Endure the pain in your burning young mind.
Through the broken backs in the sands of time
You've been recalled to life.
We are the bright lights in these dark times.
Thoughts like razors in our conscious
Through the long cold night.
Lonely and wide eyed.
We won't be sleeping tonight.
Get broken.
Regenerate.
Resurrect.
Is your city still sick?
Are you still desperate?
Get broken.
Regenerate.
Resurrect.
Prepare your heart for what lies ahead.


9. MOMENTUM

Down the old staircase...
I'm walking out the door.
I feel lost here tonight,
Everything has changed since that summer before.
Stumbling forward...I'm glancing back.
There's no one in the window begging me to come back.
The streetlights are burning.
But I'm not yet ready for this day to be done.
Cause I always come up short.
I'm always lusting for something more.
And so I push right into the night harder
And harder until my heart beats just right.
Across downtown and over the tracks.
Exhaustion finally taking hold...
Down to the place I love
Where nobody knows.
Old photographs much too late at night.
I Dream of times I wish I could leave behind.
And I always Wake up ugly and dissatisfied.
I've gotta change my mind.
I've gotta change my life:
Get down to the root of the problem:
Cure my isdirection:
Cause all the laughs die at closing time
And I lie awake wondering why I'm an all
Or nothing kid and why I've been feeling
Like nothing all of the time.
Where do I go?
Am I on my own?


10. FIRST AND ELLEN

Is it wrong to want to walk away
When every day of your life looks like today
And today looks like a rotting lifeless gray?
I don't know where things went wrong with me...
But I feel like I've become a timid shadow of the person I've always wanted to be.
And I've been thinking about my past today...
Thinking of all those times I was afraid...
And all those times that I felt worthless and ashamed.
I know, I thought I was strong.
I said I would never change...
But that burning house left me an empty frame...
And no longer can I decay...
No longer can I keep my heart locked away.
Have you ever felt like you are wasting your whole life
Searching for something you can't find?
There's been so much talk of so many slashed up wrists...
But we're much too young to be dwelling on
Thoughts like this.
So scrape your heart up from the bottom of the bottom of the barrel.
Keep your faith in the path that's growing narrow.
Kill the doubt inside your head.
We overcome.
We push ahead.


11. DESTINATION: DEATH OR BETTER DAYS

We've been climbing uphill together,
For three years and counting.
Life kicks us when we're down but we,
We just keep trying.
What else can we do?
Dwell on the past and it will bury you.
But it's getting harder to look ahead,
With all these conflicting thoughts in my head.
The days are too dark,
And they last too fucking long.
That's why we made a promise.
That's why we carved it in stone.
And where it was written,
Is where it will fucking stay.
It's the sword that we will live by,
Even if it means we have to die this way.

Destination: death or better days.
Destination: death or better days.
Destination: death or better days.

When we've had enough, we've had enough.
There's something inside of us that can't be touched.

We are, we are. We are Unbreakable.
We are, we are. We are Unbreakable.
We are, we are. We are Unbreakable.
We are, we are. We are Unbreakable.
We are, we are. We are Unbreakable.

This is where it ends.
I'm putting my foot down.
I'm sick of second guessing and I'm
Fucking sick of falling down.
Rock bottom is a beautiful start.
We're rising up to show the world our scars,
From a former life that we'd rather not hide.
This is our time.

Destination: death or better days.
Destination: death or better days.
Destination: death or better days.

Destination.


12. THE FARMER'S HOLIDAY ASSOCIATION

We came crashing down, right on time,
Like the twenty-ninth of twenty nine.
Days spent down on our knees,
Watching stolen soil sift through our fingers.
So what the fuck are we still waiting for?
For some someone to save us?
For the rains to come?
Watching strong foundations come undone.

We're not waiting for the dust to settle anymore.
We're marching in and we're kicking down the door.
We're not waiting for the dust to settle anymore.
We're marching in and we're kicking down the door.
Kicking down the door.
Kicking down the door.

All hope died when the hunger came.
First the slender cheeks, and then the sunken eyes.
And soon every dirty face just looked the same.
Common graves are calling our names.

Calling us out of a life plagued by doubt.
We used to be so fucking string.
Do you remember when we sang those songs together?
Is there no such thing as a heartfelt word,
In times of fair weather?

We're not waiting for the dust to settle anymore.
We're marching in and we're kicking down the door.
We're not waiting for the dust to settle anymore.
We're marching in and we're kicking down the door.