there was a time we made 5 fingers to a fist
friends who tried to change dark days for the better
we used to spend nights of war on the summer streets
allies who made a stab to break away from the fetter
time flies! you're all grown up - I'm vehement
still can't believe you didn't mean to fight those fights
you changed - as if all was youth rebellion
I'll stay a kid - even if I walk alone through these nights
I'm a dagger
I'm poison
I'm variance
I'm a loving embrace -
for those who fight back and stand against
for those who stray from the path
for those who feel the fire
and carry the new world in their hearts