Birthday bash in the grass of a massacre
Rubbing shoulders with another mass murderer
Black door static
Sold to you by the sycophant disorder
[Verse 2]
Dark days, it's a craze
Vilify the youth for their own self-defence
A dose of pretence
'Cause in the dark, the minefield makes sense
[Chorus]
'Cause we're on the brink of something big here
Stand in our way and nobody steps clear
While you preach and moan
Nobody said that our lives were perfect
But tell us again how we all deserve this
Not even your friends would save you now
[Verse 3]
They dismiss you as you dig an early grave
Misbehave, another slave
To a never-ending game of Monopoly
Black door static
Sold to you by the sycophant display
[Chorus]
'Cause we're on the brink of something big here
Stand in our way and nobody steps clear
While you preach and moan
Nobody said that our lives were perfect
But tell us again how we all deserve this
Not even your friends would save you now
[Bridge]
Dark days, it's a craze
Vilify the youth for their own self-defence
A dose of false pretence
'Cause in the dark, the minefield makes sense
(In the dark, the minefield makes sense)
In the dark, the minefield makes sense
(In the dark, the minefield makes sense)
Oh
[Chorus]
'Cause we're on the brink of something big here
Stand in our way and nobody steps clear
While you preach and moan
Nobody said that our lives were perfect
But tell us again how we all deserve this
Not even your friends would save you
'Cause we're on the brink of something big here
Stand in our way and nobody steps clear
Not even your friends would save you now