Birds Of Tokyo

Salute the army at hells hand,
Salute the reasons why...
My conscience it wades me,
With five-a-side,
I'll never get out,
I'll never make my stand.
And when I awake,
I'm not about to listen to them,
For I can't wait,
It's not about me.
Stare down the longest line,
Of course this is falling apart,
You fooled me like a rat trap baited,
But I, refuse to bite.
I'm shell-shocked and I've lost my sight.
But I can still hear you calling me.
And when I awake,
I'm not about to listen to them,
For I can't wait,
I'm not about to listen to...
I'm on a highway that leads to the end,
I'm on a highway that leads to the end,
I'm on a highway that leads to the end,
I'm on a highway that leads to...
These broken bones,
This busted smile,
My head it hurts,
I should be leaving now.
I hear your words,
They call my name,
I won't go back,
You must be outta your head.
You say I'm wrong,
You say I'm mad,
If I stay here,
I'll never make it back.
I hear your words,
They call my name,
I won't go back,
You must be outta your head,
You must be outta your head.