Paroles The heirs of error Boys Night Out

The heirs of error

We pass the time by dreaming of our futures,
And rationing preserves. Get set, get ready for anything.
Even if the earth quakes,
We'll grit our teeth, and stand until our bones break.
We pass the time (here we go)
Hey!

What's the point of growing up and growing old,
If you just grow tired?
Raise hell, riot
But don't go quiet.
We're going to pay for past mistakes we didn't make.
That's how it is.
That's who we are:
The heirs of error.
Wasted air and war!

We will rebuild.
We will rebuild.
We will rebuild or die trying.
We will rebuild or die trying.

We grew up quick and ill-equipped to handle this,
Put trust in our leaders, God and country.
Each took off running with hope and land crushed in their hands.
We're all we have, that's how it is.
That's who we are:
The heirs of error.
Wasted air and war.

Come on out, we're here waiting.
With our empty hearts in our hands.
There are no songs worth singing,
So just scream till this nightmare ends.

Come on out, we're here waiting.
With our empty hearts in our hands.
There are no songs worth singing,
So just scream, come on, come on!

We will rebuild.
We will rebuild.
We will rebuild or die trying.
We will rebuild or die trying.

We're gonna pay for past mistakes.
We're gonna pay for past mistakes.