FOUNDATION LYRICS

1. Purple Heart

Who threw up the white flag when the bodies grew to be too great? Felt the harsh grip of failure and sailed it high. What happened to the code of honor that we used to entrust? Ideas once carved in stone have now been turned to dust. Where is the sacred oath that we swore our allegiance to? Convictions cheapened by all the noise these boys make while dressed up like men. When is the pure disgust going to rear it's ugly head? Stirred by anyone and everything that tries to crumble what we've built. Why have I been so blind to the traitors of my faith? What has come to pass, now seems so obvious. How can I not grit my teeth or place my tongue firmly in my cheek when I say... That there is no more room here for the bastard thieves who steal hearts and disappear. No room for those who will come apart at the bayonet's gleam. So please show me someone who won't retreat, someone who's gonna stay frosty when the cannons and guns begin to erupt, someone as they are painted with guts and blood. Show me someone who will march forward when the smoke clears.

2. At Your Mercy

How long will it be before we're ready to set fire to this bridge? A guest now, in the home where i once lived, I'm on the outside looking in. Ask me to leave and I’ll fucking go, just say the words. Like the tide dragged by the moon, I'm at your mercy. How much longer can I bite my tongue before I sever it? Held out your hand when I needed it most, and I haven't stopped paying for it. Ask me to leave and I'll fucking go, just say the words. Like the tide dragged by the moon, I'm at your mercy. Ask me to leave and I'll go. The hefty price of your hospitality I can no longer afford. Don't want to argue anymore (so sick of slamming doors.) And tired of the words you wield like knives hoping to stab somewhere close to my heart- I'm at your mercy and I don't wanna be anymore. So ask me to leave and I'll fucking go. Just say the words.

3. Devotion II

Hanging on by a thread, I pull myself back up. Cause I'll be god damned if this is the rop from which I hang myself. In desperate times we live by desperate means. We put our faith, love, and sanity into anyone, even the unseen. As long as it will make us feel good, whole, and complete. We'll put our trust into anything, if it takes away this uncertainty. The problems go unfixed, the anger goes unchecked, the emptiness goes unfed. The devotion remains to what will undo us. In desperate times we live by desperate means. I can't blame you for doing the same. So heres the choice: The truth or the end of a rope. I've never seen someone so scared of death, so eager to lay down and die. The problems go unfixed, the anger goes unchecked, the eptiness goes unfed, the devotion remains to what will undo us. Get your rope. Devotion.

4. A Thousand Ways

Fucked hope, what can I do? I'm trying so hard to get through to you. But you don’t wanna hear a single word of truth. But every lie swore as true falls like music to your ears. How can we live our lives so unaware? How can we love if we are so fucking scared? And my only regret is that I’ll play the same dreadful tune. You sing the same song your parents sang about their unflinching devotion to everything, everything sick and wrong with yesterday and today. They broke you down and stole everything, and you openly embraced that this life was not your very own. False hope is all they'll give to you, the best years is what they'll take from you , you were robbed how long will it be before you see? All the skinned knees you should have felt, a thousand ways to break free but you won't. So keep carrying your father's cross, and living your mother's dreams, never getting to express a voice you should have raised. You were never there for yourself. So now, I don't know whos to blame.

5. Anthem For Redemption

Life served me a verdict with an open hand, full force across my face then walked away. Please don't leave me in this dark place cause i don't know how much how much longer i can fight back these tears or keep from driving my fists through the walls i swear are closing in. Ashamed of myself for the selfish things I say, the promises I break and the way I refuse to let anyone in. Please let me make amends, I'll do anything, anything, anything. Just don't leave me in this dark place. Begging, pleading, down on my knees asking for redemption. So dig in your nails as I push you away. Let me make amends for always keeping you at arms length, let me apologize for every wrong that I have yet to right you are the blood in my veins, my strength so please don't leave me in this dark place... Just give me one more chance.

6. Calloused

My armor ain't what it used to be, scratched and dented the exterior begins to resemble what's within. I've spent a lot of time staring back at myself and I think if the boy I was could see the man i've become he'd spit right in his face. The scales have tipped against me one more time, but the panic comes in a hush and a sigh not a scream or cry. The scales have tipped against me for their final time. I've wasted so much time waiting, waiting for a tradgedy or a miracle to reveal itself that the world has passed me by. Convinced myself that I'm sick for so long now that i'm not sure I can stop believeing it. Gotta lift my head from the calloused hands that serve to remind me of my regrets. So i can see the good in whats goin on. Don't want to waste anymore ink on this page or strokes of the keys, not one more hammer of the letter to spell out this quiet rage. No, my armors not what it used to be, but what in this life still is?

7. No Cure For Fools

I pray that hand of yours gets cut right off from your wrist as you cast out your arm and turn down your thumb. It's so easy to pass out judgement when you take no risks. Don't need the approval of someone who spits poison every time they speak. Venom rolls off your tounge and between your teeth. But your words don't mean a thing to me. Because you have never loved anything and I mean anything more than yourself. And there is nothing, i said nothing, so righteous, noble, and good that your ego couldnt devour in the span of a hear beat. Hear the sound of your chest thump. I pray that hand of yours gets hacked right off from your wrist. Sliced through like a god damn hammer and I hope the pain drops you to your knees cause if you can't stand then you can't stomp on these dreams. I've seen your kind, and you're all the same.

8. No One Writes Protest Songs Anymore

Don't ask me why when the reasons couldn't be any more apparent from the children born into addictions from the conscience their mothers lacked, kidnapped from their minds by a substance made to corrupt and destroy leaving any will they once had in splintered shards. And i'm the one who's crazy? Something here has to give, i'm the one who's crazy? When will this insanity end? How many more reasons do you need as a peron makes violence their only means, gunned down their friends, for the money they need to silence the hunger that courses through their veins. It's all too clear as one more person sells themselves on the streets to feed the monster that keeps them on their knees. So don't ask me why, just take a long look around. See the sickness born from this, all their human qualitites have now been stripped ast he future gets thrown away. I'd rather be crazy if this is what you call sane.

9. Never Stops Raining

Just shut the door when you choose to leave. I don't wanna feel any colder than I already do. No amount of wing is going to move this rock if you were looking for me to let you in thats a thought you can forget. I don't care what they say, the sun will shine another day. I've weathered too much, to walk away. I know it's not the worst thing to happen in my life. But now my fears are starting to pour down and me and now I don't know what to believe. Feels like I'm losing my mind, feels like i'm losing everything, feels like my body is a prison I can't escape. This is a saddness, that only loneliness can bestow. So pick up the pieces of your broken soul, weld them to your bones. My anger will flood the streets, while i'm standing knee deep. I can't remember the last time I felt the sun crash against my face. But I'll keep moving on, I will not drown. I'm not about to turn away but let me ask you: How long can you wait?

10. The Sound Of Arson

Despite all the spiteful things I say I still need this like the air I breathe. I still need this to prop up these tired bones, cause my youth is leaving. Never to be seen again, stripped from me by time and pressure. So still I bang the drum in a sound of declaration of war against the world that is dark and calculated like a killer in the shadows to remove me from this calculation. This is a war so many will never know, opposition to the world that is stark, raving, mad and cold. But i'm scared this anger won't last much longer... Despite all the bullshit I say I still need this to breath life into me. Stoke the ashes, spark the flame, feed the fire, burn down the lies, burn through the rhetoric, burn it all down to face the world like a roaring blaze, before these tears and war cries begin to turn silent. Burn down everything that stands in our way. So, bang the drum.







FOUNDATION LYRICS