Have Fun Storming The Castle!

We are the messengers
Priviledged to determine destiny
As it unfolds without a care under our noses
Incapable of possesing the urge to seek an outside world
Or are we overcome with the confidence beyond anyone's desire
My humbled loved one don't get so hung up on impressing me
You'll find that you're just fine the way you are
And we'll find that it's trivial to even make notice
So here we stand alone on this broken down boulevard
Amid the dim streetlights and the rustic traffic signs
We are out of place
Someday we'll look back and laugh at this
What kids we are
Chorus
I wish we could set this moment on repeat