[Verse 1]

How am I supposed to write about the protests and the tear gas

And all the rubber bullets whistling through the streetlights

Bleeding brown, bleeding black, bleeding red, white, and blue

When I can’t get out of bed what the fuck am I to do?

Fists raised in the air

Everyone’s bandages are glowing

Like a sick twisted rave and the police lights are the strobes

How am I supposed to want to change this fucked-up world we live in

When half the fucking time I don’t even want to live?

[Verse 2]

And another one down

And another body hits the ground

Another name on the front page, family in disgrace

Racist fingers pointing all around

And it’s another bad day

When I can’t get out of bed

Staring at the ceiling, gunshot ringing in my head

Why couldn’t it, why couldn't it, why couldn't it, why couldn't it

Why couldn't it have gotten me instead?

[Chorus]

Tell me how we’re gonna change the world

Tell me how you make it out of bed everyday

With your fist in the air and the wind in your hair

And the fire in your eyes still there

Tell me how we’re gonna make it through

Promise me we’re gonna make it out alive

‘Cause I’m so tired of all the names piling up

And the graves lining all of the roads we’re marching down

[Bridge]

Another protest

Another flyer

Let’s organize and fight this fire

Another huge crowd marching through the night

Another group of white supremacists egging on a fight

I tried to go

Swear I was there for a while

Stumbling and shivering at least a couple of miles

But I panicked and I couldn’t breathe and left

I left, I left like a coward

[Chorus]

Tell me how we’re gonna change the world

Tell me how you make it out of bed everyday

With your fist in the air and the wind in your hair

And the fire in your eyes still there

Tell me how we’re gonna make it through

Promise me we’re gonna make it out alive

‘Cause I’m so tired of all the names piling up

And the graves lining all of the roads we’re marching down

[Chorus]

Tell me how you’re gonna change the world

Tell me how you make it out of bed everyday

With your fist in the air and the wind in your hair

And the fire in your eyes still there

Tell me how you’re gonna make it through

Tell me how you’re gonna make it out alive

‘Cause I’m so tired of all the names piling up

And the graves lining all of the roads we’re marching down

(Outro)

Tell me how we’re gonna make it through

Tell me how we’re gonna make it through

Tell me how we’re gonna make it through

Promise me we’re gonna make it through