You have the mic, now what are you gonna use it for?
What's the point that you want to underscore?
What's the motivation for the words that you sing?
We're faced with a new threat
Emptiness- there's no substance left
But this still means so much more to me
Broken hearts and razor blades
The same four letter word refrains
Poetic words painting bloodstained portraits
Sincerity, or just another trend?
We've all seen the clues before
Guitars smashed across the floor
What's the point of being masochistic
If nobody's watching?
You have the mic, now what are you going to use it for?
What's the point that you want to underscore?
What's the motivation for the words that you sing?
We're faced with a new threat
Emptiness- there's no substance left
But this still means so much more to me
Try and pass the blame again
Drive home the point that you've done nothing wrong
And it's amazing how an ego so big can fit into a song
Scream those words so the world can hear
All the ways they've ruined your life
Scream those words so we'll ignore all the ideals
That you gave up that still keep us free
The ideals that mean a lot to me
Times have changed, and you moved on
Do you remember why you first sang those songs?
Rage alone didn't bring us here, it was the hope inside the chords
A broken heart, you want them dead - we know the score
But we're still searching for something more
Remember when this music was a threat?
You moved on, we're not finished yet
Apathy is the new black
Taken so much, give something back
You have the mic, now what are you going to use it for?
What's the point that you want to underscore?
What's the motivation for the words that you sing?
We're faced with a new threat
Emptiness- there's no substance left
But this still means so much more to me