Other Weareus
(2) Beat

Lyrics
Verse : We're pushing up the daisies, we're bringing the existence. the grass is always cut short. there's always been a difference. Crushing rocks with our hands, cloudy in the smoke we breathe, search for the distance the horizon in the silence of our dreams.

Verse : Kicked to the curb, the games you play, what the fuck you gonna do? lie down ? run away? when the games they play are hurtful brutal. Trials that stretch for miles resistance of mold that's infantile, and the pressure moves in glued in with sin, spilled down your veins, pure epinephrine,
And the players are still laughing!
but we're tougher then you think and we keep on smiling. forward moving blistered feet when you're twisted broken tired but not beat.

Chorus :
I'm finding hard to keep my head strong, spit this water out of my lungs.