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