Lyrics Stick to Your Guns

Stick to Your Guns

Some Kind of Hope

In a world that can't, we can

In a world that hates, we understand

We are some kind of love

We're at the end of our rope

We are some kind of hate

We are some kind of hope

In a world that cant, we can

In a world that hates, we understand

In a world that wont

Well, we've got the world by the throat

We are some kind of hope

I'll see through every inch of doubt

I am the moon when the sun goes down

And ill reflect its shine its my life

I will define

"I woke up today and felt my age for the first time

In both my mind and body

And my thoughts are less of fitting in

And more, more of being a better man."

I just want to be a better man

A wrecking ball of warmth is beating in my chest

And my head is buried in the depths of its gentleness

Oh god

I am alive

Keeping warm in a cold world