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 scare
back snap back already giving thanks im not
trapped working
in a sweatshop somewhere this songs 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 scare synaptic flashes
in my head then
total thanks again I'm not soldiering somewhere
this songs for the countless
souls who died in vain for someone else's gain.
left my birthplace for forgeign
streets to strange places new faces i flew
shoeless kids stood on the corner
their eyes they were transfixed on you so I'm
standing with the rank-n-file
I'm marching with the underground my black heart
worn on the sleeve
I'm standing with the rank-n-file I'm marching
with
the underground our black hearts worn on our
sleeves