Three billion beating hearts
They want to beat as one
They may make us fake it
But the more the fake
The more we want
Do we really have to take it?
As I step up to this microphone
As I crawl up to the podium
I see
We are the ones
We are the kids
That make them wish
They were alive
The chosen ones
The few, the proud
That make them wish
They never died
Make me an offer I can't refuse
Ask me those questions
That ?
The stereo is on
That'll play our favorite songs
Promise me you'll always be the one
That makes my dreams come true
I've got this battle plan
We've got this war in hand
It fuels the fire
But this riot will stoke it
Higher and higher
We'll sing
We are the ones
We are the kids
That make them wish
They were alive
The chosen ones
The few, the proud
That make them wish
They never died
Make me an offer I can't refuse
Ask me those questions
That ?
The stereo is on
That'll play our favorite songs
Promise me you'll always be the one
That makes my dreams come true
Your television says
It'll put love in your heads
We know they have it wrong
We'll put love in the song it sings
Promise me you'll always be the one
Promise me you'll always be the one
Promise me you'll always be the one
That makes my dreams come true
Promise me you'll always be the one
That makes my dreams come true
We are the ones
We are the kids
That make them wish
They were alive
The chosen ones
The few, the proud
That make them wish
They never died
Make me an offer I can't refuse
Ask me those questions
That ?
The stereo is on
That'll play our favorite songs
Promise me you'll always be the one
Promise me you'll always be the one
Promise me, promise me
Promise me you'll always be the one
That makes my dreams come true
We are the ones
(We are the ones)
We are the ones
(We are the ones)
We are the ones
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