MoshPolice Lyrics

It's late, but I know you can find the way home

As the kids stare with their disbelief

And their half-in codes

They grip tired arms to the mic

And it's god, starting fights

Screaming lines they thought they had memorized

One last time

Am I failing to convey, as old cities fade away

The remainders are aging out every day

They're bitter and they're sidetracked

I'm not beaten, yet

One day this storm-cloud's gonna break, friend, you'll meet it

Left behind on turnpikes

I'm still dreaming of those Erie days

From shuttered stages, missing bands

They all seem to say, this is the only thing

But I've got this chorus right now

The old believers sing

And the rest grind their lives away

Check what you're gaining on

Compared to them you're on fire