The Chosen Ones

Well I bit the bullet
I took a shot
Ignore all the consequences
And prayed that I would not get caught yeah
I got no shame now
Got no regrets
I did what I had to do
Dropped all the chips and placed my bets yeah

Four freight trains flyin' off the tracks
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
I'm not gonna be a part of your pack
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
No you stare at me I'm starin' right back
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
Now is the time to begin the attack
Dressed in black and always on the run
Cause we ain't gonna be the chosen ones

Well I almost fell off
Walkin' on a thin line
Had to weigh my possibilities
In such a short amount of time
My senses are locked up and
They got the key yeah
Powers on overload
What a fucked up place to be

Four freight trains flyin' off the tracks
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
I'm not gonna be a part of your pack
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
No you stare at me I'm starin' right back
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
Now is the time to start the attack
Dressed in black and always on the run
Cause we ain't gonnabe the chosen ones

They shot him in the back
His friends yell attack
We all had to move when we all lost our minds
And we know when we're one here to stay
Alright!

Yeah I'm starin' right back!
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
Four freight trains flyin' off the tracks
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
You stare at me I'm starin' right back
Now is the time to begin the attack
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
We don't wanna be the chosen ones
One more time
We don't wanna be the chosen ones



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Conlin Armes
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