These days we live in
feel broken
Will we reach our destination
Our eyes are open,
but they're bleeding
Must be more than this to believe in
This is who we are
No time for sorrow
no reason
Nothing's real, we're only dreaming
No more tomorrow
it's illusion
Welcome to my revolution . . .
This is who we are
These days we live in
feel broken
We will reach our destination
This is who we are
We live, we die, we're fragile
We've come so far, and this is who we are . .
