What if god woke up crying
What if god felt like dying
Where would we be
How would we see
Without we
The chosen ones
The chosen ones
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen, chosen
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen
What if god stopped believing
In the truth we were given
Where would we be
How would we see
Without we
The chosen ones
The chosen ones
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen, chosen
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen ones
We are
The chosen
You and me, we
We are the chosen ones
We are
You and me
We are, we
We are the chosen ones
We are
We are
We are
We are
we are
