Architects

Are there no fighters left here anymore?

Are we the generation we've been waiting for?

Or are we patiently burning, waiting to be saved?

Our heroes, our icons, have mellowed with age

Following rules that they once disobeyed

They're now being lead when they used to lead the way

Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines or at home keeping score?

And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?

Go

They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base

Concrete solutions to slow our decay

And when they are gone who the fuck's gonna take their place?

Yeah, will it be the cynic, the critics galore?

The cliché, apathetic, passed out on the floor

This trusty complicit who collectively ignore

Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines or at home keeping score?

And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?

Don't you remember when you were young?

And you wanted to set the world on fire

Somewhere deep down, I know you do

And don't you remember when we were young?

How we wanted to set the word on fire

'Cause I still am, and I still do

Make no mistake, we are not afraid

To bear the burden of repeating of what they're thinking anyway

Let's raise the stakes on the bet we made

Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate

Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before

And after everything we've seen, there may be even more

And I know we're not the only ones and we were not the first

And unapologetically we stand behind each word