Shout Shout Let it all out These are things I can do without Come On I'm talking to you Come on In violent times You shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white They really really ought to know Those one track minds That took you for a working boy Kiss them goodbye You shouldn't have to jump for joy Shout They gave you life And in return you gave them them hell As cold as ice I hope we live to tell the tale Shout And when you've taken down your guard If I could change your mind I'd really love to break your heart Shout
You will release you life Forgetting what's forsaken The reason why You are alone again You will believe the lie Judging from what you've taken You breathe, alive You are alone again
From the heart of darkness You call to me Spirit raging on There is nothing I can do For you are next to no one
You will release your life Joining with the god damned world of the dead and the lonely You'll never leave alive Now do you think you're too damn good for the killing kind
You will release your life Forgetting what's forsaken The reason why You are alone again
You will begin to cry Hearing the silence breaking You breathe a lie You are alone again
From the heart of darkness You call to me Spirit raging on There is nothing I can do For you are next to no one
You will release your life Joining with the god damned world of the dead and the lonely You'll never leave alive Now do you think you're too damn good for the killing kind
You will release your life Joining with the god damned world of the dead and the lonely You'll never leave alive Now do you think you're too damn good for the killing kind
You will release your life Forgetting what's forsaken You breathe a lie You're alone again
You will release your life Joining with the god damned world of the dead and the lonely You'll never leave alive Now do you think you're too damn good for the killing kind
You will release your life Joining with the god damned world of the dead and the lonely You'll never leave alive Now do you think you're too damn good for the killing kind