Blind boy staring down the barrel of a gun
Unaware of the rage of the chosen ones
Freedom rings like a boxer's bell
Take take till there's nothing left
This bleeding heart won't slow down
Until it rests on sacred ground
Been torn apart, I didn't pack for war
Anchors up and all aboard
Swinging high but feeling low
Could you point me to roads paved in gold
Take my hand and don't slow down
Been trapped and bound
So let me out
East coast living to a westbound train
This local motion brings you to your knees
We picked our sides, picked up our lives
Sorting out the wrong from right
Swinging high but feeling low
Could you point me to roads paved in gold
Take my hand and don't slow down
Been trapped and bound
So let me out
We sold our souls
For a night to feel we're in control
Don't slow down
Just let me out
