Look at all their blank eyes and tell yourself you are not to blame.
But the ocean filled with blood and deadly lies tells otherwise.
How did we get here? Tell me it's not for real
I don't want this to be real.
One hand up if you like silence
Two hands up to fill it with violence
Take a knife, carve it in a tree
We were here, we were here
we were here, we were here.
Take another pull on the bottle to numb the pain instead of trying to change.
You have gone way too far by taking all those lives to ask for paradise.
How did we get here? Tell me it's not for real
I don't want this to be real.
One hand up if you like silence
Two hands up to fill it with violence
Take a knife, carve it in a tree
We were here, we were here
we were here, we were here.
