I woke up sweat soaked in the morning,
I was mourning freedom buried deep,
Mourning freedom buried deep
In tickets and broadcasts through power lines
Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines
And we sing
Woah oh Woah oh
A nation in fervor has given up
No, no, no, this fight has just began
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
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