Bullets Fly Through Me (...Yet Floating With Pierced Lungs)
We are standing here, we are standing so damn strong, We don't care if the whole world will see us and decide to pass on. It's not a choice, it's a fucking situation! We ain't no kings, we will earn it if we're worth it. Our lungs were filled with water for far too long! We'll rise from the ocean, carrying up the sun on our backs.
This time we are lower than the abyss! We will climb out way out from these skyscraper sized graves!
The time has come and this is the question I wanted to ask you before you've gone. Is it true what they've told me? True what they've told me, That your faith slipped through your hands?
Let's create our own fucking path! I never said this would be easy, our knees are filled with blood One million miles and one belief! I never said you will get everything on silver plates, So let's take one big breath!
The time has come and this is the question I wanted to ask you before you've gone Is it true what they've told me? That your faith slipped through your hands This tide will wash us back home!