Outsiders

Clench your fists, and grab on tight to the things that you hold true. When there's no one left to stand with it's all that you can do.

Plant your feet in the dirt and look to those you love to keep you strong. (This is our cry! This is our call!)

This is our anthem. This is our song!

We're all we've got left, so stand up, so stand up, against everything.

You've gotta fight to see another day.