The fakers are all sick at heart Their faces hiding their fear They look down on all the rest of us Like they're some special breed Who's the high lord Who thinks he's better than us? Ain't it a crime, that? Is there a mission for us? Who is that high lord Who'd kill a million of us? And as the bell tolls Is there no remission for us? Wake up, get up, get out there There's more to life than their way If you'd live, you cannot stay Why does nobody want change? Let your voices ring out, yeah Take the mask off and be free Find yourself in the debris If you hold on, life won't change Wake up, get up, get out there Raise your voice against liars Feed your anger like fire Why does nobody want change? Just imagine you're out there Swatting lies in the making Can't move fast without breaking If you hold on, life won't change