Have we become true pacifists
Scared to overreact
No longer standing for what we once believed in
They want us to seek happiness
Through glowing panes of glass
It's the only way to get our attention
Try hard to recall your reasons for wanting to breathe
When will wake up
They're not letting up
And only growing more controlling
With each second we wait
They won't stop now
Forcing a meltdown
But we're the hurricane
They only claim was never a threat
We won't be turned away
We will swallow the pain
(Hey, Hey) We are the hurricane
Why do we let them fabricate
Who we love and hate
We won't get upset unless they allow us to
Stop being machines
Start being human
Rediscover what makes you feel alive
We are chaining ourselves to the ground
Attempting to dampen the sound
Overwhelming is exactly what they're aiming for
To discourage us from getting involved
Knowing they're outnumbered
Voice your opinion
Declare this your concern
Dig deep igniting passion
Then let that mother fucker burn
