I wonder, I wonder what we'll do, Cause all we knew yesterday was gone. The hot air scorching inside your lungs, they say, "You better run for the hills before they burn" And I'm losing hope that we're gonna make it home.
Deep breathes this is the starting line, They wanna see what we're made of.
It was a rust belt of dust and ash, The cities stood like tombs of the world that has passed. Echoes of howles and gnashing teeth, Like rabid wolves in their packs.
Deep breathes this is the starting line, They wanna see what we're made of?
Run for the hills before they burn. Run for the hills before they burn.
Try to tell me this isn't wrong- (I hear the thunder roll in and the fire come down) Cause all I see are the things you've done So I say- You wanna see what we're made of? You wanna see what we're made of?
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