All Around I See The Face Of The Ones With Broken Hearts Why Such Despair In The World Where Would You Like Me To Start Earth Is Burning As It Turns Global Warming Has Occurred Stil We Pump Out Gas And Oil Blame It On The Whipping Boys
We Are Running Out Of Time I Am Not Your Whipping Boy Of The Words I Could Say I’ll Just State The Facts We Will No Longer Sit Back
Officials Wearing Suits And Masks People Dying For No Gain Decisions Made Behind A Desk Governments Have Got No Shame Need The People To Revolt Now, The Time To Take A Hold They Will Lead Us To Our Death And Put The Blame On Someone Else
We Are Running Out Of Time I Am Not Your Whipping Boy Of The Words I Could Say I’ll Just State The Facts We Will No Longer Sit Back
Feel My Words Of Rage My Agony Reflects On The Years We’ve Spent, In Silence While We’re Sitting On The Fence
I’ll Put Pen To Paper, Read! My Words Won’t Be Ignored I’ll Be Heard Like Talking Into The Ears Of The Deaf So I’ll Issue A Statement Of War Now You Can Take My Anger, Take My Rage I’ll Force It In Your Face
Feel My Words Of Rage My Agony Reflects On The Years We’ve Spent, In Silence While We’re Sitting On The Fence