Waking up on a dead drive down And once again on the other side I see the dawn rising in the wrong place I sense the purpose here has come untied Caught in a coma and a mouth of debris Of all the self inflicted pieces I don't wanna see Sleep walking I forget how to dream Because I'm just another screw-up to society How can we know We've got no place else to go We are, we are Living in a steel-toe nation We are, we are Working every night and day We are, we are Soldiers of our generation We are, we are Marching in the black parade I'm setting up a definitive line That's separating actuality for what is a lie I'm tearing down the scene that's causing the haste Up in this mental suffocation that we are enslaved I'm in a chaos I relate through the pain Of what it's like to be forgotten Everyone stays the same To be alive Feeling trashy and free Is a rhythm to a drummer A part of our history How can we know We've got no place else to go We are, we are Living in a steel-toe nation We are, we are Working every night and day We are, we are Soldiers of our generation We are, we are Marching in the black parade We are the future of the nation We are the soldiers of our generation We are, we are Living in a steel-toe nation We are, we are Working every night and day We are, we are Soldiers of our generation We are, we are Marching in the black parade We are marching in the black parade