They put us to work The Anvil-Brigade The angels lost track when We started to fade Believing is seeing you're seeming okay Iv'e seen every daylight At the end of the rain Now now now! More than a fighting chance I've got Seems like I'm losing out a lot Maybe the sun still knows my name I'll walk on my own to feet again I'm just a clean cut individual This ain't no second class residual now now! Yeah, and from the bottom I can feel you screaming You turn your face to the rain I see you smiling again Maybe there'll be no more pain The day we all go insane They made us create they made us Run farther. They made us believe there Was no one to bother It feels like I'm old It seems like I'm colder She came in a box I loved And I sold her More than a fighting chance I've got Seems like I'm losing out a lot Maybe the sun still knows my name I'll walk on my own to feet again I'm just a clean cut individual This ain't no second class residual now! Yeah, and from the bottom I can feel you screaming! I turn my Face to the rain and see you smiling again Maybe there'll be no more pain The day we all go insane Mhmm hmmnn