I'm on my way
I got time to remember what is right
Always walk into this world
With my head up high
Yeah, I got time
To destroy your way of life
To step up with all my friends
And scream my anthem straight to your [bad word] face

You should begin to think
And you may realize
That this is not a test
That this is your real life
So turn off the TV and go out in the street
Maybe it's not too late to tell 'em what you need
And if you call it life, I am dead
It's the same old story

I'm on my way
I got time to remember what is right
Always walk into this world
With my head up high
Yeah, I got time
To destroy your way of life
To step up with all my friends
And scream my anthem straight to your [bad word] face

So what you do, liar?
I don't think I need you
So get out of my way now

You should begin to think
And you may realize
That this is not a test
There is no second life
So turn off the TV and go out in the street
Maybe it's not too late to tell 'em what you need
Let them go
Marching
Fighting
Dying
Let them go.