Lyrics to Why We Survived
The wolves and critics both old and relentless they tear through all empathy.
To the railroad riders and artists who know what it means to be free.
But the underground choirs can make all desire
No it isn't, sorry, ok, we'll make it sound more beautifully.
The radio plays songs about the shit on the radio.
(I try) to cash in on my contrived poetry.
I want to know and will admit that we're all hypocrites.
Let the joy of leaving that up to us.
This is where our family sang, "Oh."
They say "fuck the, here comes the truth."
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I can speak for no wolves but the critics are bark and no bite.
That's why we survived.
Before the familiar bustle of hell on earth.
The kids slept soundly.
The father grabbed his last fill of water and bread.
He told his children to always shake the ground with laughter.
Even after your father has fled.
No one understood why the children were still calling his name.
Or why they kept writing about him years after he ran away.
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I can speak for no wolves but the critics are bark and no bite.
That's why we survived.
Ah.
This is where our family sang, "Ah."
They say "fuck the , here comes a duo."
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I say let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
Cause when you can't find your soul and you lost all sight.
I can speak for us all, but I'll hold you up with all of my might.
That's why we'll survive.
To the railroad riders and artists who know what it means to be free.
But the underground choirs can make all desire
No it isn't, sorry, ok, we'll make it sound more beautifully.
The radio plays songs about the shit on the radio.
(I try) to cash in on my contrived poetry.
I want to know and will admit that we're all hypocrites.
Let the joy of leaving that up to us.
This is where our family sang, "Oh."
They say "fuck the, here comes the truth."
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I can speak for no wolves but the critics are bark and no bite.
That's why we survived.
Before the familiar bustle of hell on earth.
The kids slept soundly.
The father grabbed his last fill of water and bread.
He told his children to always shake the ground with laughter.
Even after your father has fled.
No one understood why the children were still calling his name.
Or why they kept writing about him years after he ran away.
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I can speak for no wolves but the critics are bark and no bite.
That's why we survived.
Ah.
This is where our family sang, "Ah."
They say "fuck the , here comes a duo."
This love of this life
Is why we'll live far past tonight.
So let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
I say let's hear the boil and don't stop the fight.
Cause when you can't find your soul and you lost all sight.
I can speak for us all, but I'll hold you up with all of my might.
That's why we'll survive.
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