Bayside - A call to arms

^EmI swear, I ^Gcan't stand this place And whats be^Acoming of me The longer ^AmI have to stay. I want to ^EmThink all un^Gthinkable things And say what ^AI shouldn't say I need a ^Amchange ^EmWith that said, I'm ^Gleaving today I got some ^Aconcrete ideas and they've been ^Ampaving my way Towards all the ^EmDowntown's and ^Gurban decay There's so much ^Alife in these bricks There's so much ^Ambuildings can say

^EmA new experienced ^Gme ^AWill be coming back on ^Brusted wheels and bloody knees ^EmA call to ^Garms From all the s^Auburban soldiers Who got ^Bno one to count on ^EmFaceless and ^Gscarred We don't ^Aknow where we're going We for^Amgot where we ^Bcame from ^Em

I ^Gthought that there was blood left in this ^Astone Turns ^Amout that I was wrong I ^Emhope to find a place that feels like^G home And a ^Aheightened sense of strength And a ^Amstronger sense of self

^EmA new experienced ^Gme ^AWill be coming back on ^Brusted wheels and bloody knees ^EmA call to ^Garms From all the s^Auburban soldiers Who got ^Bno one to count on ^EmFaceless and ^Gscarred We don't ^Aknow where we're going We for^Amgot where we ^Bcame from ^Em