No Grace - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Punched out and smashed in the teeth

These boys are done, they're bleeding

Pouring their sweat, souls and hope

Into a dying black hole

Here we are, it's all or nothing

Even if this room is empty

Live young, die fast, don't believe

In everything that you read

I have a friend and he once told me

"Don't get attached to the things that you don't need

Do the things that make you feel the blood in your veins

Do it with people that you love if they feel the same"

Are you tired of being told what's good enough?

You were born, you will die, it's not good enough

No grace in a future without fear

No grace for the dead to hold dear

We, we are so young and barely born

How can you say that you're so bored?

You don't even know who you are yet

Cut the crap and give until you've got no more

You've been digging, you've been plundering your veins

For an excuse while we've been spilling blood for your name

Old friends can become new faces

As we cross off that list of places

Another town in which we'll be alone

We're not the only ones to not give up and go home

Un-present gods to who you will not kneel

This is the end of being told how to feel

No truth in the book that you yield

Trust me, it's not a done deal

We, we are so young and barely born

How can you say that you're so bored?

You don't even know who you are yet

Cut the crap and give until you've got no more

We, we are so young and barely born

How can you say that you're so bored?

You don't even know who you are yet

Cut the crap and give until you've got no more