Strike Anywhere - Summerpunks lyrics

The driver shouted out, "It's time to turn this around Wipe the dust and spit from his face" out loud Sang starvation and blight, gone from the light And we're so tired of running We can move The finish line We can move But we won't be left be, left behind Doubling over, buckling under, win is one We waste the daylight, burn in the night to find, win is one The words of violence and history's silence, win is one To answer the question, is this humankind? Is all our innocence driven underground? Are these electronic gallows for the urgent sound? With our tendons cut, how do we run for sport? But we're so tired of running We can lose In the sun We can lose But all we have to win is one Doubling over, buckling under, win is one We waste the daylight, burn in the night to find, win is one The words of violence and history's silence, win is one To answer the question, is this humankind?