Lyrics
Calling all the broken hearted
Stand up and let’s get started
We are names forget your numbers
Fall in and let’s get started
Keep your colors closely guarded
Dust down and let’s get started
Feel the fever for my brothers
Get out and let’s get started
C’mon I hear you wanna weasel out
Head down and pull yourself up by the bootstraps
You’re hangin' on a pocket full of ‘who cares'
Correct yourself I don’t wanna hear it
I’m buckled up ready for the fallout
I’m breaking bottles, pulling psycho smiles
I’m pushing needles into my eye sockets
You’re hangin' on a pocket full of ‘who cares'
Correct yourself I don’t wanna hear it
I’m buckled up ready for the fallout