"Hands Words" We're so sick to believe that this would ever happen We're so quick to be the ones that left them When You're so far away, how could you really know Hiding behind the cla** and live for nothing Running the knife and feel entitled for something Everyone has got something to say Everyone wants the world to change But no one, no one's standing up No one is fighting the world When you're someone Can't you really see that has been broken (broken) Could you really say you care Point your fingers Pull the trigger It's not your fault how could it ever be It's not your k**, it could never be clean Let someone else be the leader now Everyone has got something to say
Everyone wants the world to change But no one, no one's standing up No one is fighting the world When you're someone Can't you really see that has been broken (broken) Our bodies just won't move towards Would our eyes couldn't say We are the guilty cla** We let this happen We're too sick to move We should be ashamed Not to get a share We're to sick to move [x2] Everyone has got something to say Everyone wants the world to change But no one, no one's standing up No one is fighting the world When you're someone Can't you really see that has been broken (broken) (We are the guilty ones, we let this happen We're to sick to move)