It's your future
And its gonna change
everything 
System meltdown

Stand up. How we gonna get through this alive?
Its not too late, Its not too late
How we gonna get out this alive?
Countries are just lines, drawn in the sand

Inside the sick foundation
We've had the realisation
Inside the sick foundation
We've had the revelation
 [bad word] all borders and [bad word] all boundaries [bad word] all flags and [bad word] nationalities.

You've gotta give us a chance before we reach the system meltdown
Countries are just lines, drawn in the sand with a stick

We begin to learn to smile again
Start to walk that extra mile again
Cos I know that we are one
Fear begins to vanish when we realise 
That countries are just lines,
Drawn in the sand with a stick.