i threw you out the arena like John cena making them scream mamm mia hit you with the head shot more like the dead shot i lead you the tomb my body ticking down like a bomb i got the arrow and dart but your the target about to go down every one go lets raise this tone up yeah they tell us grow up preach words there to scared to face as they hide there face in shame looking at us if were the ones to blame for all that is around us the words that crown us that make us who we are are dreams go beyond the stars to clarify they go far