The Few And True Songtext

verse 1:
have you ever felt so alone
you locked yourself in your room staring at the phone
contemplating countless situations sayings “all it takes is a single ring to save me”
but it never came, just praying
for the wrong reasons, not because you believe
but for the false sense of safety it brings when it's hard to breathe
and life's walls keep constricting and caving
attempting to crush you and break you
into dust and encase you
and just in case you needed another reason to feel defeated
when you need ‘em, everybody you trusted just up and leaves you
but instead of crying and cowering under covers
clear your tears face your fears and uppercut ‘em
like the champ in the final round fighting for his title
break ‘em down for the count, neglect the vitals or your rivals
you're a tidal wave, idle, made of soul, flesh and bone, but
just because you're lost doesn't mean you're alone
hook:
we are the broken dreams
we are sole-less shoes
we are the hopeless team
we are the few and true
we are the weakened seams
we are the broke and bruised
we are the censored screens
we are the few and true

verse 2:
have you ever been picked on, left out, felt different
unfit to ever fit in, no friends to blend in with and go home to the same shit
in a vacant house, days spent trying to figure out
the origins of this alienation you've been blessed to have been plagued with
like maybe it's the way that i say things
the clothes that i wear, my hair or am i just a frivolous vagrant
or maybe you been beat up without reason, cheated,
treated like you never deserved breathing,
teased for your dreams and everything in between
it ain't easy standing up for anything you believe in, but
you gotta hold your own when you feel ‘em break you down
got pull yourself together when you're pieces on the ground
you're allowed to feel down about the hand that you've been thrown, but
just because you're lost doesn't mean you're alone

hook:
we are the broken dreams
we are sole-less shoes
we are the hopeless team
we are the few and true
we are the weakened seams
we are the broke and bruised
we are the censored screens
we are the few and true

verse 3:
this is for the kids in the back of the class getting laughed at
for the outcasts no one ever sat with
for every teen with a lowered self-esteem
trying to starve themselves just to fit in a pair of jeans
this is for the bullied steady sporting black and bluish eyes
for every kids who has ever considered suicide
for the stoners and the loners and the addicts
for the cutters and the others lugging habits
this is for the ladies raising babies without daddies
for every gay that's ever been called a “faggot”
for poor kids who couldn't afford jordan's
or were teased when they wore the same jeans every morning
i dedicate this to the hated and degraded
to the dreamers overlooked and underrated
desecrated by the jaded taking aim because they thought it was fun
there's no need to feel alone, you're one of us

hook (x2):
we are the broken dreams
we are sole-less shoes
we are the hopeless team
we are the few and true
we are the weakened seams
we are the broke and bruised
we are the censored screens
we are the few and true

(Dank an Don Bozz für den Text)