מילים לשיר An Apathetic New World – Protest The Hero

Tonight I sat alone
On the steps
And stared into the blank sky,
Stars cloaked by smog, The poison of our own.
And as the bitter air bit down
I held my breath and
Thought of all the others on their backs.
Thought of all the others on their backs.
Thought of all the others on their backs.
Thought of all the others on their backs. Against something that's not even there
How do you organize resistance
But still killing you, killing you? Screaming indignantly, Dirt covered fists
Midigate to out turned palms pleading admittedly.
Raping people of their hope and the sky of all its stars.
They're dying at your feet but 'who cares who they are.' (right?)
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home. "It's like filling
An empty glass
And it's stricken
From an empty bottle."
By rigor mortis
With your hand on the throttle. Grasping at a chance through a wall of austerity
By democratic vulgarity.
And a fence of police enforced
Controlling the power,
Controlling you, controlling me,
Two percent Controlling the borders of democracy.
And we're up against a fence,
So it's you, and it's me
Control or be controlled by only two percent.
And we're up against a fence,
So it's you, and it's me
Control or be controlled,
Because only we can set us free. Think of all the others on their backs.(4x).