Once we lit a metal stage on fire,
Got electrocuted a couple of times.
We wouldn't change it for the world.
A cancelled show, ended up playing it somewhere else,
And our gear even got stolen. Twice.
We wouldn't change it for the world.
Good times have made it worth while.
Bad moments made us grow a thicker skin.
A decade and a half and we're still standing strong.
So THIS is what we were meant to do?
What if we decided we'd say "we're through"?
What would we be?
Too many friends have come and gone.
Some quit the band, others: the Universe.
The reasons why we may never know.
Good times have made it worth while.
Bad moments made us grow a thicker skin.
A decade and a half and we're still standing strong.
THIS is what we were meant to do?
What if we decided we'd say "we're through"?
What if we sent it all to hell?
Our lives would never be parallel,
What the fuck else could we do?
Maybe we would play solo shows,
Maybe we'd play at street parties,
Maybe we'd play in metal bands.
Maybe we wouldn't play at all.