No Truth by Battleme

High above

There's no better way to run

All that status on your arm

As the kids sick of marching on

Sound control

Making everything go numb

Thinking thoughts that don't face up

As the kids sick of marching on

I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know

I know it's right

I know it's right

I know it's right

I know it's right

I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know