Runnin’ like a pack of rabid dogs
It don’t matter where we came from
Chasing ghosts until we’re done
Ain’t no sleep till 21 guns
Mommas let your broken boys roam
Blood boiling within us
With steel gaze and fists of stone
They’ll try to break us down
But we’ve flown too high into the sun
Into the rising sun
We’re the unwanted dregs and broken thieves
Take yours we’ve given up on selfish dreams
We’ve come from homes run by bad fathers
Rumor is we’re some bad mothers
Become numb to the pleading screams
Blood boiling within us
With steel gaze and fists of stone
They’ll try to break us down
But we’ve flown too high into the sun
Into the setting sun
You, you there the broken ones
Hear me
Give us your tired, your poor,
Your huddled ma**es yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
We will (?)
Blood boiling within us
With steel gaze and fists of stone
They’ll try to break us down
But we’ve flown too high into the sun
Blood boiling within us
With steel gaze and fists of stone
They’ll try to break us down
But we’ve flown too high into the sun
Into the medium