Syndicate

Don't know what you're made of,
'til the one thing that you want
Is coming with the dawn,
and suddenly changes.
Monday's syndicate
means everyone's the same,
And all we've lost
to the flame
listen to me now...

Baby close your eyes,
don't open till the morning light.
Don't ever forget,
we haven't lost it all yet.
All we know for sure,
is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget,
we haven't lost it all yet.