Our lives are nothing but a means to an end
And when the ground cracks beneath your feet
You will find the only thing that's left is peace of mind
Or any other fucking kind
I've been reciting this with an imminent gaze
And now I don't know if you've got it in you but
Life will be the fucking death of me
Life will be the fucking death of me
This is all just a repetition
To everyone, make it a mission to be the change you want to see
Lay down the foundation and where you wish to be
I promise that it won't be the place you'll find me
Get ready for the calm before the storm
Before, before the storm
Buried beneath the walls, get ready for the calm I say
Have you seen the things that we've been seeing?
Our lives are nothing but a means to an end
Have you seen what I've seen?
Have you seen what I've seen?
Get ready, buried beneath the walls
Beneath the walls
Buried beneath the walls
Today resigns the peace through our decisions
This is a calling to arms
We cannot face our decisions in favor of you
This is a calling to arms
We cannot face our decisions
Don't you think it's time to go home?
You're always running from it
This is what it feels to be torn
But death will beat you to it
Don't you think it's time to go home?
This is what it feels to be torn and this is what it is
I bet you never saw this coming
