Victims Of A Place Grunge, Post Grunge, Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Stoner Rock, Post Punk, Synthesizer, Hyperpop, Romantic, Male Vocals [Intro lead and riff [Verse Dusty roads, the house bell’s breakin', Empty storefronts, hearts are achin'. Gravel kicks up, dreams long gone, In this town where we don't belong. [Verse 2 Barely make it through the harvest, Work our hands 'til they’re the hardest. Night falls quick, the stars don't shine, Only hope is a glass of wine. [Chorus Oh, we’re victims of a place so small, Echoes in the night, we hear them call. Stuck in the stories of those before, Longing for a life that offers more. Victims of a place We are victims [Verse 3 Whispers follow down the main street, Old regrets where the young meet. Grandma's tales of a life that's past, Counting days that don’t ever last. [Verse 4 Fields of green now lie in gray, Children dream of far away. Teardrops fall on rusted rails, Life’s just written in old nails. [Chorus Oh, we’re victims of a place so small, Echoes in the night, we hear them call. Stuck in the stories of those before, Longing for a life that offers more. Victims of a place We are victims [Bridge But amongst the weeds and broken ties, There’s a spark in these weary eyes. Waiting for our turn to soar, Beyond the hills, to find our shore.