Waiting for the last of our voices of our nation they’ve faded.
Stop and stare, pretend you don’t care, but I won’t sit idle by and take it.
Chorus;
With our heads in the sand and our faces in hands,
Can’t you see the sirens that tear through our head?
And they try to divide through imaginary lines,
So if we sit in silence, will all collide.
We need time to reset the clock it’s been long enough, they push and you fall.
This silence is breeding.
So fight fucked wars.
Kill in the name of gods and whores.
Not me, no more.
Chorus*2
Bridge;
Take this chance and take what you never could.
If they had their chance to take it you know they would.
And fuck their plans, because corruption needs two hands.
Don’t give them a chance, and fuck their plan.
Don’t give them a chance.
Will all collide when silence divides.
Chorus 3*
I can’t sit in silence, I can’t sit in silence
Silence and sirens.
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