Talk, talk, talk; a constant canvas, painting all that we know.

Do you think that we don't know the truth?

Down, down low beneath the surface you will find your hollow.

Say one word and that word will echo.



Bide your time 'cause they won't listen. 

We won't sit and die here. All that's died will now turn into light.

Power doesn't come from running. It comes from the whole nation. 

You will never cut into the sky.



Take, take, take but never give back. We've got more than we need

And you've become the dagger in our back.

We can't wait for intervention. There must be a change here

In the way we think and how we act.



Bide your time 'cause they won't listen. We won't sit and die here. 

All that's died will now turn into light.

Power doesn't come from running. It comes from the whole nation. 

You will never cut into the sky.



There are no more virtues left in this town and everybody's thinking up new names.

Can't you see we're slowly going down, down? 

And we can't let this be our fate.



Down, down low beneath the surface you will find your hollow.

Say one word and that word will echo.



Bide your time 'cause they won't listen. We won't sit and die here. 

All that's died will now turn into light.

Power doesn't come from running. It comes from the whole nation. 

You will never cut into the sky.