Talk, talk, talk, a constant canvas
Painting all that we know
Do you think that we don't know the truth?
Down, down, low beneath the surface
You will find your hollow
Say one word and that word will echo
Bide your time 'cause they won't listen
We won't sit and die here
All that's died will now turn into light
Power doesn't come from running
It comes from the whole nation
You will never cut into the sky
Take, take, take but never give back
We've got more than we need
And you've become the dagger in our back
We can't wait for intervention
There must be a change here
In the way we think and how we act
Bide your time 'cause they won't listen
We won't sit and die here
All that's died will now turn into light
Power doesn't come from running
It comes from the whole nation
You will never cut into the sky
There are no more virtues left in this town
And everybody's thinking up new names
Can't you see we're slowly going down, down?
And we can't let this be our fate
Down, down, low beneath the surface
You will find your hollow
Say one word and that word will echo
Bide your time 'cause they won't listen
We won't sit and die here
All that's died will now turn into light
Power doesn't come from running
It comes from the whole nation
You will never cut into the sky