we are only brave enough to fight the battles already won for us and spend more time with our hair than we do our minds while the girls and the young and the lost are kicked off to the side our armies in fractions because our kings are so foolish we will never know true victory and are happy just to survive to live to dance another day still clinging to those golden - olden days while our mouths sweep the mess to the back of our minds nothing ever changing as we all grow older nothing ever changing as our hearts grow colder that's what holds us down we flap our wings but we never leave the ground