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