This is why i come to you,this is what i say,
There aint no justice anyway,
Theres peoples dying people dyin everywhere,
Does anyone really care?

These guns are borrowin like custard in your hair,
You shout but no one seems to hear,
This bullets flyin,whistle through the trees,
Get down and back on your knees

I'm getting up free from my lead
the guilt is gone and I can finally breathe
But there is not a plan for me
This is why I bleed
A revolution in the head
Just waiting for the rapture

Can you hear it comin, its callin out your name,
save each other from its reign,
i'd hate to be the one that has to look you in the eyes,
Cause their, their the ones to die.