I wanna talk about a sound, a voice, our freedom, rejoice
I can't stay silent while you take away our choice,
The guns, the armor, the gossip, the drama
The innocent, the guilty - we're all free of karma
The Nation, the rules, the patient, the fools,
The picket lines inside, to close down schools
A chance we take, the path we tread
You can't cry 'freedom', when you're standing on the dead
Nobody puts the enemy, I only wanna get free,
Battered out of hatred, jealousy, envy
The liars, the fakes, the funerals, the wakes,
The life we live - you give, it takes
The stones we cast - the future, the past
The laws we break, too slow, too fast
The highs, the lows - we fell, we rose
The happiness we hold, to come and to go
GO!
I sing revolution while you're trying to silence me,
My resolution for a life I can lead,
Adversity has become part of my destiny,
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees
And All I'm hearing is the news:
The shots, the bombs, the plots
We separate and divide: the streets, the blocks,
The free, the brave, the dead, the grave
Everyday combat, the ones you couldn't save
The Scars, the cracks, the silence, the facts
Religion, control, the knife in our backs
The found, the lost, we pay, the cost
Genocide inside, we're taken by the cross
Somebody put this in me, I only wanted to see
An angel, all this hatred, jealousy, envy,
The fires, the scrapes, the records, the tapes,
The weak, the strong, the love, the hate
The sails, the masts - no future, no past
Abuse we take, too slow, too fast
The highs, the lows - we fell, we rose
The happiness we hold, to come and to go
GO!
I sing revolution while you're trying to silence me,
My resolution for a life I can lead,
Adversity has become part of my destiny,
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my...
I sing revolution, singing 'Oh are you hearing me?',
My resolution for a new enemy,
I close your arms, fall on you, lost in this misery
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my..
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my..
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees
All pray, judges and leaders, You made us non-believers,
These graves that you leave us, replace your promised freedom
All pray, judges and leaders, You made us non-believers,
These graves that you leave us, replace your promised freedom
ALL PRAY |
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