Blind to the signs of a world thats reminding me
I'm not the answer to all of these ills
Left out to die by your words and their apathy
Dressed to the nines while concealing their guilt
What is the answer, what is the answer
We are the answer, we are the answer
Lied to and beaten but you didn't mean it
Your words sound like treason your lips taste like guilt
Left out to heal then dropped farther to feel it more
Why do we keep holding on to what kills
What is the answer what is the answer
We are the answer, we are the answer
They sell a savior we see the lies
This is a conquest we are the prize
They try to blame us buried alive
We will
Tired and misleading the words lose their meaning
We're broken but breathing so we carry on
What is the answer what is the answer
We are the answer, we are the answer
They sell a savior we see the lies
This is a conquest we are the prize
They try to blame us buried alive
We will rise
