These problems that we face are worsening the taste Thats bitter in my mouth. I'm quitting, I'm out now You're lying through your teeth These words are speading like disease We'll cover our faces and take it Forgetting everything
Who said you own this town You fake the way you feel to please the crowd We're longing for our turn These whispers, fabulists Won't hold us down
It's our time to reclaim This throne that you perch on is rightfully mine It's our time to regain These streets from your clutches, once more we'll confine
Keep your, keep your opinions to yourself
Who said you own this town You fake the way you feel to please the crowd We're longing for our turn These whispers, fabulists Won't hold us down
I'm hoping that you don't believe a word they say It's not so simple to break the people Who want to take from you the life we shared Theres nothing left here