get your hands out of your pockets and wipe the sweat from your brow
because you could die in the car you drive in you could burn in the house you live in
pull the thought from your forehead «you’ve been living a lie»
because these are people who can look like friends but they are the policy pushing creatures
give me a chance i think i can make it give me a chance i know i can make it
they wanna shut us down
i never really loved
i never fully loved
feed your own