Stick to Your Guns
Some Kind of Hope
In a world that can't, we can
In a world that hates, we understand
We are some kind of love
We're at the end of our rope
We are some kind of hate
We are some kind of hope

In a world that can't, we can
In a world that hates, we understand
In a world that won't
Well, we've got the world by the throat
We are some kind of hope

I'll see through every inch of doubt
I am the moon when the sun goes down
And I'll reflect its shine
It's my life
I will define

I woke up today
And felt my age for the first time
In both my mind and body
And my thoughts are less of fitting in
And more, more of being a better man
I just want to be a better man
A wrecking ball of warmth is beating in my chest
And my head is buried in its gentleness
Oh god, I am alive!

Keeping warm in a cold world