Woah oh Woah oh
Woah oh Woah oh
I woke up sweat soaked in the morning
I was mourning freedom buried deep.
Mourning freedom buried deep.
In tickers and broadcasts through power lines.
Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines
And we sing
Woah oh Woah oh
Woah oh Woah oh
A nation in fervor has given up.
No, no, no, this fight has just begun.
With movements and revolutions as few and far between.
As movements and revolutions will ever come to be
This scare is blood soaked red - soaked red
Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city
Woah oh Woah oh
Watch it burn!
Woah oh Woah oh
Alright!
It's beaten in and beaten in.
We're coming back around again.
It's beaten in and beaten in.
We're coming back around again
This scare is blood soaked red - soaked red
Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city
Fall and hit the ground
No one can ever replace what we've lost now.
Fall and hit the ground
No one can ever replace what we've lost now, yeah!
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
Woah oh Woah oh
We're coming back around
