When misery speaks loud
We are blind but we know
When everything burns inside
We all bleed at the window
Do you hear the trigger?
Now run
Until you see the sun
Now run
Until the fear is burnt
How did we get there?
Are we beautifully made?
What do we measure freedom by?
How do we get out?
Do you hear the trigger?
Now run
Until you see the sun
Now run
Until the fear is burnt
Now run
Until you see the sun
Now run
Until the fear is burnt
