There's something buried deep between these lines that you will never see

It's something that they don't want us to figure out

Were suffocating under all the lies and picture perfect smiles

The presidents and photographs in magazines

And no ones listening

We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation

Divided by a sense of doubt

We'll fight for you

We'll break [bad word] 

We'll write this indignation

Until it [bad word] crashing down

There's something wrong when television is the basis for our lives

They want us to believe in everything we see

It's getting harder now that all the innocence has passed us by

Now everybody wants to get something for free

And no ones listening

We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation

Divided by a sense of doubt

We'll fight for you

We'll break [bad word] 

We'll write this indignation

Until it [bad word] crashing down

And everybody wants the [bad word] 

But they're too scared to face it

They just don't accept what's happening

We just sit back and watch the world destroy itself when

We all know something's wrong

We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation

Divided by a sense of doubt

We'll fight for you

We'll break [bad word] 

We'll write this indignation

Until it [bad word] crashing down

Until it [bad word] crashing down