| Are you to apathetic to see |
| That it’s crumbling at your feet |
| Holding on by the skin of its teeth |
| Eroding exploding |
| In a world with the burning fuse |
| What we don’t need is more abuse |
| We’re approaching the moment of truth |
| Don’t doubt it be counted |
| Try to look around your fences |
| Can you dry your drowning senses |
| Can you see the future |
| Is there any room for |
| Sticking your head in the sand |
| Don’t pull the trigger |
| Oh, don’t pull the trigger |
| You don’t pull the trigger |
| It’s life on your finger |
| You’ve got it don’t throw it away |
| Don’t throw it away |
| While the powers are twisting our fate |
| And the rest of the world just waits |
| Will the son shoot the father or stay |
| The hammer, the clumor. |
| And it’s not just for us that we ask |
| But the children that follow our path |
| Cause we’re already falling too fast |
| We make it or break it |
| Try to look around your fences |
| Can you dry your drowning senses |
| Can you see the future |
| Is there any room for |
| Sticking your head in the sand |
| Don’t pull the trigger |
| Oh, don’t pull the trigger |
| You don’t pull the trigger |
| It’s life on your finger |
| You’ve got it don’t throw it away |
| Don’t throw it away |
| Listen now! |
| Do they know that they’re doing |
| I don’t know |
| You listen now! |
| Anything not worth losing |
| Has to go |
| Hey, listen now! |
| I don’t wanna just be screaming |
| Going down |
| Oh, listen now! |
| I don’t wanna end up living |
| Undeground |
| Try to look around your fences |
| Can you dry your drowning senses |
| Can you see the future |
| Is there any room for |
| Sticking your head in the sand |
| Don’t pull the trigger |
| Oh, don’t pull the trigger |
| You don’t pull the trigger |
| It’s life on your finger |
| You’ve got it don’t throw it away |
| Don’t throw it away |
| Don’t throw it away |