Is there anyone out there?
Who understand the way we feel inside
Ripped in the bloom of youth
Sold our innocence on the auction block
Is there anyone listening?
Tiny voice and a sweet lullaby
Yes, I will rock you to sleep my child
And when you wake up, will be a new day
Whoa, everyone out there
Have you ever had a chance to live a life
Sprung from your prison of consumption?
Now put on a smile for me, quit living a lie
Whoa, yeah
So, will you stand for something
Or remain a loser?
Time passes by, you're not getting younger
Stand firm on the path, the path of renewal
The blood of the innocent, will wash your sins away
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Now they say it's a new dawn
You open your eyes and it's all misty
And air is the vision I sold you once
When darkness surround in the land of plenty
And too many hands reached in
And copies full and it comes, payback
You talk of openness with you my friend
The rot is deep, much deeper than you think, ooh
Everyone out there
Do you understand the language of pain?
Can a man be real and still be free?
You stand up for something, his day are being counted
Whoa, yeah
So, will it build the way, or is it all over?
Promises too many to deliver
We can stand on the side and watch it all unfold
Or we can join our voices in the earth
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Is there anyone out there
Who understands the way we feel inside?
Too many hands reach in for sure
The blood of the innocent, splattered in the walls
Whoa, yeah
So, will you stand for something
Or remain a loser?
Time passes by, you're not getting younger
We can stand on the side and watch it all unfold
Or we can join our voices in the earth
Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah
Oh, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah