Letra One Blackout Problems

One

I stand on top of this city looking down
I see mothers and fathers
Trying to find out where the road goes
Don't look at me like this life would be senseless
I'm just as fucked as you
Hoping for some answers
An old man comes running
He knocks at my door
In his hands his first punk record
He stole from the store
Society has been a mystery
Until I heard these songs
Explaning how we've managed
To split up in two parts

One lives in the gutter, with dreams spilled on the floor
The other's in a castle, owns a crown and a throne
The part that's on the street, is struggling to live on
The other's savely at home
We will be one

One lives in the gutter, with dreams spilled on the floor
The other's in a castle
We will be one
The part that's on the streets, is struggling to live on
The other's savely at home
We will be one
I know you struggle to live on
We will be one
I know you struggle to live on
We will be one

There're some left in the gutter
Who pick their dreams up from the floor
Someone who won't give up
On the world around us all
Our books taught us strength
We can change the world
Tyrants and fuck ups will get what they deserve