Paramore

What a shame we all became such fragile, broken things
A memory remains just a tiny spark
I give it all my oxygen
So let the flames begin
So let the flames begin
Oh, glory
Oh, glory
This is our debt when
When they try to take us down
This is what will be our glory
Somewhere weakness is our strength
And I'll die searching for it
I can't let myself regret such selfishness
My pain and all the trouble caused
No matter how long
I believe that there's hope
Buried beneath it all and
Hiding beneath it all, and