Heaven is all gone

Empty in my arms 

You wanna see us be nothing nothing

Where do we belong? 

We have to stay strong 

We are an army of used up freaks 

 

Standing on the battleground 

Standing on the front 

Can't see my way out 

Standing on the pinnacle 

Standing on the sun 

Can't see my way out 

 

One by one we turn our hands to guns 

One by one they fall down 

 

Kept down so long 

Sick of living in the middle 

If you stand for nothing 

You'll fall for anything 

Our time is now 

We won't stand down 

Wake up scream out 

We are the chosen ones 

 

Standing on the battleground 

Standing on the front 

Can't see my way out 

Standing on the pinnacle 

Standing on the sun 

Can't see my way out 

 

One by one we turn our hands to guns 

One by one they fall down 



Standing on the battleground 

Standing on the front 

Can't see my way out 

Standing on the pinnacle 

Standing on the sun 

Can't see my way out 

 

One by one we turn our hands to guns 

One by one they fall down 

 

One by one they fall down 

One by one they fall down 

One by one they fall down 

One by one they fall down