You´ve got a lot of nerve and I´ve got a lot of fingers to point
While you were busy building knowledge I was already right
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
And even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
So you can chant your anthems to the deaf
And we can sit here and cry until there´s nothing left
Or we can take our voices with our hands
Make like knives and make demands

We´ll take our voices,with our hands
Make like knives,we´ll make demands

I´m burning bridges for the last time
I´m breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I´m going away
But I still haven´t sung the last line
On my way down..

I´m not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I´m not ready to die
X2

And everyday of my life I can feel it getting harder to breathe
With every minute ticking by I´m getting ready to leave
I know a life like mine is not a reason to fret
But I´ve been busy making scars that you will never forget
If only thirty three years can save my life
I´ve had twenty three more to make things right
So when I´m taken to the sky and you´re still here
You can clear your mind and dry your tears

We´ll take our voices,with our hands
Make like knives,we´ll make demands

I´m burning bridges for the last time
I´m breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I´m going away
But I still haven´t sung the last line
On my way down..

I´m not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I´m not ready to die
X2

When I´m taken home and you´re still here
Just clear your mind,dry your tears
We´ll take our voices,with our hands
Make like knives,we´ll make demands

I´m not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I´m not ready to die
X4