Our Time Will Come -

My ego ripped off its price tag

But if you still wanna pay the note:

There’s a tyrant with a toy chest

Who will bleed you ‘till you’re broke, broke, BROKE!

I’ve been a runner without a race

Searching for my next escape

But the exodus will take its toll

And I’m all out of change!

But maybe I shouldn’t run again

But I won’t live my life this way

It’s a courtroom without contrition

And the jury ate the gentleman!

But from the shackles where we’re all bound now

And the golden dawn of a brand new day

This crooked crowd wants to see us fall

So let’s give them all exactly what they don’t want!

Let’s send the message!

Let’s give a shout-out:

«We are the underdogs and we, We are all still here!»

Shout-out to us: who made their jokes funny!

Shout-out to us: who never fit the boxes!

Shout-out to all us looking for the chance!

Our time will come!

Shout-out to him: who broke his back trying!

Shout-out to her: who never got the Prom Queen!

Tables will turn, there’s no turning back now!

Our time will come!

Yeah!

Yeah, Jericho’s got some walls

But these are much tougher to climb

As psychopathic pyrotechs

Set fire to these vines!

But from the shackles where we’re all bound now, And the golden dawn of a brand

new day

Oh, reptiles in suits want to see us fall

So, let’s give them all exactly what they don’t want!

Let’s spread the word

Let’s give a shout-out:

«We are the fallen ones and we, We’re ready to fly high!»

Shout-out to us: who made their jokes funny!

Shout-out to us: who never fit in boxes!

Shout-out to all us looking for the chance!

Our time will come!

Shout-out to him: who broke his back trying!

Shout-out to her: who never got the Prom Queen!

Tables will turn, there’s no turning back now!

Our time will come!

Yeah!

Why are we here?!

Just to live in misery?!

Oh no, I don’t believe it, no!

I see the truth!

I know what lies ahead!

And it’s a future

That’s not involving them!

Shout-out to us: who made their jokes funny!

Shout-out to us: who never fit the boxes!

Shout-out to all us looking for the chance!

Our time will come!

Shout-out to him: who broke his back trying!

Shout-out to her: who never got the Prom Queen!

Tables will turn, there’s no turning back now!

Our time will come!

Shout-out to dreams: that never get broken!

Shout-out to hearts: that always stay open!

It’s a matter of time, there’s no turning back now!

Our time will come!