Released on March 10, 2023

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[Intro]

Sing that song

Weaponise the young

Marching to the drum

Soon the day will come

Sing that song

Weaponise the young

Marching to the drum

Soon the day will come


[Verse 1]

Tiptoes

I'm creeping like I'm paranoid

Or maybe just a little insecure

Put that poison in our minds

With divisive opinions

And dignity cast aside

Brothers and sisters are terrified

The future is unknown

The bones beneath the ground are trembling

As they radicalise us all


[Pre-Chorus]

An eye for an eye

Will make the world go blind

Perhaps that's why

None of us can see the truth anymore


[Chorus]

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised

(Death, destruction, terrorism, and weakness)


[Verse 2]

Fake news paints a picture so disfigured

It's practically a caricature

Read between the lines

And you'll find nothing's black and white

But instead it's red

'Cause some people wound up dead

And that's on you

Yeah, that one's on you


[Chorus]

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised

Marching forward, heads up high

Wasted people weaponized


[Bridge]

We're just strays

Just the throwaways drifting on the wind

I'm a stranger in my skin

Nothing left for me

Left foot, right foot

No one knows the way

A little further every day

I can safely say I'll meet you on the way down

I'm just an afterthought

The aftermath of alcohol

Why would I waste my time?

Head down, move along

My opinion's always wrong

We're just dead inside

Weak and empty, we were all just sold down the river

No intention to deliver on your promises

Instead we'll just be


[Chorus]

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised


[Bridge]

We're just strays

Just the throwaways drifting on the wind

I'm a stranger in my skin

Nothing left for me

Left foot, right foot

No one knows the way

A little further every day

I can safely say I'll meet you on the way

Down, down

Down, down


[Chorus]

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised

Marching forward, hands held high

Wasted people weaponised