Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park 'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold
Written up in marker on a factory sign 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow they shot, trying to tear us apart Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart Still I won't let go Still I won't let go
Of you-ooh-ooh
'Cause you do
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven
On every street, every car, every surface are names Tonight the streets are ours and we're writing the same Don't let 'em take control No we won't let 'em take control
Yes, I feel a little bit nervous Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax How come they're out to get us? How come they're out when they don't know the facts?
So on concrete canvas under cover of dark C'mon, concrete canvas; I'll go making my mark Armed with a spray can soul I'll be armed with a spray can soul
You-ooh-ooh
Oh, you-ooh-ooh
'Cause you Use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven
Woah-oh-ooh Woah-oh-ooh
Yeah it's true When you Use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven