Bats in the Bleachers

Lights go down, the crowd ignites

We're the last ones standing in the neon night

Boots hit hard, we feel that shake

Underdogs awake, no time to break

Hear the thunder in the tunnel cry

We've been waiting for a moment all night

Now the shadows start to spin and fly

As the past cuts circles through the sky

We storm the field, we own the flame

Outsiders with a fearless name

That's overhead, the sky goes wild

We coming hungry, rowdy and dire