[Intro]
We crawled back through that broken fence
Paint's peeling off the old front porch
Smoke hanging thick, bottles everywhere
We ain't the same as when we left
Nah… not even close

[Verse 1]
Tommy's got a scar across his face now
Says he can see things that ain't there
Marie's hands shake when she tries to roll one
But she laughs harder than before
Johnny don’t blink when the lights go out
Says the dark don’t scare him no more
The fountain took something from each of us
But damn if it didn’t give something back too

[Short Chopper Burst – tight, emotional]
Back from the black where the sap runs red
Crack in the mask and the past ain’t dead
Visions embedded in the back of the head
Said we were buried but we never quite bled
Sip made saints outta strays in the mud
Made us brothers by the pain and the blood
Lost a little sanity, gained a little clarity
Family forged in calamity flood

[Chorus]
We came home changed, motherfucker
Blood on our boots and fire in our eyes
We came home changed, yeah we're different
But we're still here and we're still alive
Still alive, still fucking alive

[Verse 2]
Johnny can't sleep without the bottle
But he can fight like ten men now
Sarah talks to voices in the corner
While she patches up our wounds
Tommy swears the trees still whisper
Marie paints symbols on the wall
This place looks smaller than it used to
Guess we grew in ways we didn't want

[Mid-Tempo Chopper – steady, marching]
Tick-tick trauma in the timberline
Memory flicker like a broken sign
Fountain water in the blood still shine
Half divine and half decline
We don’t talk about what we saw
Claws in the fog and the carnival law
Jaw still tight when the wind get raw
But we stand up straight when the nightfall call

[Chorus]
We came home changed, motherfucker
Blood on our boots and fire in our eyes
We came home changed, yeah we're different
But we're still here and we're still alive
Still alive, still fucking alive

[Bridge]
Pass that joint around the circle
Tell the same damn stories twice
Laugh until our ribs are aching
At the shit that should have killed us
We're fucked up but we're together
That’s worth more than gold sometimes

[Chopper Surge – rising intensity]
Spin it, pass it, ash in the tray
Flash of the past don’t fade away
Crash of the laugh when the nightmares play
But nobody run and nobody stray
Scar tissue scripture written in skin
Win some sanity, lose some kin
If the world end now let it begin
Family first and the rest cave in

[Verse 3]
The neighbors cross the street when they see us
Can't blame them for being scared
We smell like smoke and look like death
But we made it through the fire
Got our battle wounds to prove it
And our crew still standing strong

[Final Chopper Burst – confident, controlled]
Home but haunted, bonded by pain
Paint still drip when it start to rain
Fountain flame in the back of the brain
Never the same but we still remain
Broken but open, focused and fierce
Years in the woods left holes we pierce
Fear disappear when the circle cohere
Family here — make it clear

[Chorus – Bigger, layered]
We came home changed, motherfucker
Blood on our boots and fire in our eyes
We came home changed, yeah we're different
But we're still here and we're still alive

Still breathing!
Still fucking fighting!

[Outro]

(Paint speaks – deep and thunderous)
The ancient ones approach, their footsteps shake the ground
The All consumes, The Nothing bounds

(Group chants – ritualistic)
Still alive, still fucking alive
Still alive, still fucking alive

(Paint speaks – ominous)
When The All meets The Nothing
Time itself will bend and break

[Final Chopper Declaration – triumphant]
Bend but don’t snap
Crack but don’t fold
Cold nights, tight hold
Young turned old
Worlds collide but we don’t scatter
Nothing else really matter
When the dark get fatter
Family louder

(Group – explosive)
We're changed but we ain't afraid
We're changed but we stand our ground
The family stays together
When the world comes crashing down

(Final chant building)
Still breathing!
Still fucking fighting!
When worlds collide — we here!
When gods arrive — we here!
We’re still — fucking — here