I’ve been going round the world
And I’ve been looking for revival
Cause what I see it’s critical
For all our survival
People turning on each other
Love is put on the shelf
In exchange for some hate
And some greed to get wealth

The worlds [bad word] a crazy place
It’s every one for themselves
So go and grab all you can get
Because it’s [bad word] out
We’ve been fed that lie so long now
We believe without doubt
It seems [bad word] to a close before we figure it out

How many years will we live this way
We just sit back and hope one day
That all our cares will go away
And that everything will be ok
Without any change, we can’t have satisfaction
Don’t tell me to relax when you won’t go take any action

But even with these problems, I’m the eternal optimist
I keep on pushin forward
When it hurts, and when I’m sick of it
I sit and then I think a bit
Get up again and [bad word] 
To be a part of something that can bring about some benefit

Gotta bring change, from the inside out
Gotta stand up, lift our voice and shout
Gotta turn it around

From the street of the cities, to the government games
From the homeless in the shelters to the buildings in flames
We gotta turn it around

From the prisons filed with people, [bad word] the game
To the orphans round the world who need a family name
We gotta turn it around

From the women on the streets, who are looking for love
To the junkies who are trapped, tryin to give up the [bad word] 
We gotta turn it around

Have you ever looked outside and didn’t like what you see
Or am I the only one who sees the things we could be
If we made more effort, then I think you’d agree
That we could make the world a better place, a place that is free

Life is really what you make of it, you gotta give and take a bit
Someone’s always up, and someones always in a pit
Someones has too much, and someone dreams of more
And someones wondering why they didn’t see this all before

And every now and then, [bad word] to try and keep me down
But I keep on movin forward, try again, and rise up from the ground
And if I have to man, I’ll even will go another time around
Until I finally [bad word]  no more ties to keep my bound

And now I’m walking on sound, with the music as my cover
Thought that I was out of tricks, look again, here’s another
Even with a thousand crashes, I will rise up from the ashes
And do something with my time before my eyes, my life flashes

Gotta bring change, from the inside out
Gotta stand up, lift our voice and shout
Gotta turn it around

From the street of the cities, to the government games
From the homeless in the shelters to the buildings in flames
We gotta turn it around

From the prisons filed with people, [bad word] the game
To the orphans round the world who need a family name
We gotta turn it around

From the women on the streets, who are looking for love
To the junkies who are trapped, tryin to give up the [bad word] 
We gotta turn it around