These days we're ruled by our apathetic tendencies to turn our cheeks and hide Believe in something Because we don't believe in anything We don't question why we're sensitized Who's soul's for sale Not Ours! I call out to the wounded and demoralized Whose resolve still runs high Rise up Fight Back Decide to win back youthful pride for us Give me a cause worth fighting for Because I'm sick of our abstention from addressing blatant lies The costs seem high Oppressed we rise We hold such truths sacred, indoctrinated without change And all these thoughts of you remain