Just Like Mexico

It’s within these walls
That we remember who we are
And we forget what others told us to be
On the streets, you can see the blood they bleed
But the bandages are plenty in this community
We won’t let you bleed
We’re below the ground with our ears to the sound and we’re smiling again
We’re singing every word as we come to terms with just how fucked up this dream
really is
And if you cut through all the notes and all the melodies
Maybe then you’ll see why we’re in the basement letting our ears bleed