When the siren cries again, pull the living from the dead
Save hearts for fools and livers for the graves
Death toll, keeps rising the terminal breed
Alone, we're rising like the pulse of the street
Spit my fucking words away, I took back my life today
We're not bitter just bitten with rage
We're not sick we're just ridding the plague
Eye for eye, survive
Suffer with the pain, keep revenge in disguise
Your minds, decide
How you pull the pain or cut your cores in life
We're not bitter just bitten with rage
We're not sick, we're just ridding the plague
Bad blood, stand up
You can't drain the life from us
You can't drain the life from us
Every window down this fucking street looks dead to me
Start the healing of society
Before the sky is filled with ashes of hate
Pollution of pride
Line up
Line up to save yourselves
Line up to save yourselves
We'll perish or save our fight, the darkness will hide us
The crooked, the fake, won't reign
The death toll is rising
Eye for eye, survive
Suffer with the pain, keep revenge in disguise
Your minds, decide
How you pull the pain or cut your cores in life
We're not bitter just bitten with rage
We're not sick, we're just ridding the plague
Bad blood, stand up
You can't drain the life from us
You can't drain the life from us
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