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