Why, oh why
Do people
Lie?
Where, oh where
Do people [bad word] from?

When they take you down
And they break you down
Into tiny pieces
As they watch you drown

But I won’t stop
But I won’t stop
But I won’t stop
But I won’t stop

 [bad word] be known
I have died
And reborn
Their control
Won’t trample
My soul

Cause I’ve made of stone
And I’m not alone
I would do it all again
Than to never know

I won’t stop
I won’t stop
I won’t stop
I won’t stop