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 are some kind of hate, we are some kind of hope.
In a world that won't, well we've got the world by the throat...I'll see through every inch of doubt. I am the moon when the sun goes down, and I'll reflect its shine in my life.