Texty: With Wings of Lead. We Choose To Struggle.

the cameras on
cut all the lights, and kill the sound.

ive held my tongue too many times before.

right here and now.
theres only one thing left to do.

pack up my things and make something of this

many nights spent on our dreams now they've come true

and i can promise.
that no matter what you do.
these words are aimed for you.
ill get the last word in.
and this isnt fucking over...

who would have thought by now,
id be fighting by your side,
to chase our dreams.

we choose to struggle.

and when you get this.
i hope you understand

that all the time we've spent looking forward.

was not for nothing...

and that when we reach the end.

we'll tell this story.

with our heads held high..

we keep our heads up high.

so keep your head up high...