Rank-N-File

I'm standing with the rank-n-file

I'm marching with the underground

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves

Let my imagination go and drop me where I feel most scared

Snap back already giving thanks

I'm not trapped working in a sweatshop somewhere

This song's for those less fortunate

Locked in a world where both ends aren't meant to meet

I'm standing with the rank-n-file

I'm marching with the underground

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves

Let my imagination go and drop me where I feel most scared

Scare synaptic flashes in my head, then total thanks again

I'm not soldiering somewhere

This song is for the countless souls who died in vain for someone else's gain

I'm standing with the rank-n-file

I'm marching with the underground

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves [x2]

Left my birthplace for foreign streets

To strange places, new faces I flew

Shoeless kids stood on the corner

Their eyes they were transfixed on you

I'm standing with the rank-n-file

I'm marching with the underground

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves [x6]