Warm your-self by the fi-re, son,
And the morn-ing [bad word] soon.
I’ll tell you sto-ries of a bet-ter time,
In a place that we once knew.
Be-fore we packed our bags
And left all this be-hind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
Down!
We are the ang-ry and the despe-rate,
The hung-ry, and the cold,
We are the ones that kept qui-et,
'n'al-ways did what we were told.
But we’ve been sweat-ing while you slept so calm,
In the safe-ty of your home.
We’ve been pull-ing out the nails that hold up
E-very-thing you’ve known.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
So o-pen your eyes child,
Let’s be on our way.
Bro-ken win-dows and a-shes
Are gui-ding the way.
Keep qui-et no lon-ger,
We’ll sing through the day,
Of the lives that we’ve lost,
And the lives we’ve re-cla-imed. GO!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You will let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up…
Don’t hold me up…
No! No! No!
Don’t hold me up!
Don’t hold me up!
Don’t let me down, down, down, down, down!