{These are the real lyrics} [Verse 1: Mike Hranica & Jeremy DePoyster] Fall to your knees, accomplishing nothing Fall to your knees, only to exercise your schedule Abandon calendar (What has come with such preaching is loneliness) Profit: Zero Achievement: Zero [Chorus: Mike Hranica] Forward can't be stopped It just goes to show that some words are useless It just goes to show that some words are useless Take all your medals Take all your ribbons Take all your awards Take them, take them back to the ground [Verse 3: Mike Hranica & Jeremy DePoyster] Our youth is lost; A product of the created circumstances All I can say is "maybe" (All I can say is maybe this is what I've been expecting all along) Now's the time of weakness Now's the time of blood Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this [Breakdown: Mike Hranica] Now's the time of weakness Now's the time of blood And still the time of lions Push everything Force everything [Bridge: Mike Hranica & Jeremy DePoyster] We've all sung of the end But who truly understands it? (All along, all along) [Chorus: Mike Hranica] Forward can't be stopped It just goes to show that some words are useless It just goes to show that some words are useless Take all your medals Take all your ribbons Take all your awards Take them, take them back to the ground
Dez Moines
Lyrics
Fall to your knees, accomplishing nothing.
Fall to your knees, only to exercise your schedule.
Abandon calendar.
What has come with such preaching is loneliness.
Profit: zero.
Achievement: zero.
Forward can't be stopped.
It just goes to show that some words are useless.
Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,
Take all your awards, take them back to the ground.
Our youth is lost;
A product of the created circumstances.
All I can say is "Maybe."
This is what I've been expecting all along.
Now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood.
Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this.
Now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood,
And still the time of lions.
Push everything, force everything.
We've all sung of the end, but who truly understands it?
All along.
Forward can't be stopped,
It just goes to show that some words are useless.
Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,
Take all your awards, take them back to the ground.
Writer(s): ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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