The time has come for us to step up to the plate.
Unsure of love or hate, let us see what we'll create.
When you live so near, the ones held so dear,
It's a matter of facing your truest fears.
You're all alone, you're sinking, struggling, fighting through the waves.
Your only source of light's down in a cave.
And to the sky we look, radio waves in the air,
I thought I saw your face but it's not there.
A new direction turns around, reveals itself to me.
I find myself perplexed, there's no way this could be.
I turn to face the crowd one too many times.
Once again I'm reminded of waiting in those lines.
Hear my song on the internet tonight.
You'd never fucking know if they played this song on the radio.
Let the record spin one more time, alright.
And tommorow we'll wake up and fight the good fight.
We'll keep singing and dancing and pretending, alright.
Cuz you'd never fucking know if they played this song on the radio.
Let the record spin one more time tonight.
Spin the record for me one more time tonight.