Tekstovi: Rise Against. Endgame. Architects.

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Are there no fighters left here any more?
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
Are now being led
When they used to lead the way
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you up and on the front lines?
Or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
GO!
Laying out the blueprints
That pour down a base
Concrete solutions to slow our decay
But when they are gone, who the fuck's gonna take their place?
Yeah, will it be the cynic
The critics galore
You say "how pathetic", passed out on the floor
The trustee can visit
Who collectively ignored
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?


(That you stood by before)
Are you up and on the front lines?
Or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
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 don't (HEY HEY HEY HEY)
And all you remember when we were young
How we wanted to set the world on fire
Because I still am and I still do
Make no mistake we are not afraid
To bear the burden of repeating
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
(We stood by before)
And now to everything we've seen here maybe even more
And I know we're not the only ones we were not the first
(We were not the first)
Unapologetically we'll stand behind these words