Rebels and Saints - Strung Out

Down every road through the scars through the cold

We got everything we need to get by

All we break all we plan all it takes to understand

We are brothers hand in hand win or lose

At the edge of a blade we are the lonely ones

Faithful to the words we live painted on city walls

This is for the ones that always got our backs

To better days ahead never looking back

And the songs we sing to get by

All the ones we love below and above

The rebels and the saints

The palace and the slums

Just another chance at a perfect day

Down every road past the past the point of no return

We grow crazy with the weight of the world

Now if the asylums in control then the inmates run the show

I will spend my days tearing down these walls

At the edge of a world

That never wanted us to be

I wanna leave something good behind

When you remember me

Just another chance for you and me

Down every road through the scars through the cold

We got everything we need to withstand

At the edge of a chance of a perfect day just another chance for you and me

At the edge of the world that never wanted us wanna leave something good behind

At the edge of a world that never wanted us

Will you remember me?