higher than the mountains, way above the fields
dropping to the ground and i'm wondering if all of this is real
that's how i feel
i'm falling to the ocean, spinning out of control
ever had the notion, maybe this is how we're meant to roll?
yeah that's how we roll
don't run away, don't run away, don't run away
stand up stand up and take control, have the faith to see it thru
don't fall into their trap by doing, something you don't wanna do
climb the highest mountain and dive the deepest blue
but get up, get up, don't waste your life
for the pleasure of the chosen few
how can we turn a blind eye? why do we walk away?
frightened of the consequences, scared to shout
when things are not ok, they won't go away
so rise above the pressure, stand against the war
ask yourself the question, “are these killing fields worth fighting for?”
why do we ignore?
don't run away, don't run away, don't run away
stand up stand up and take control, have the faith to see it thru
don't fall into their trap, why do it?, it's something you don't wanna do
climb the highest mountain and dive the deepest blue
but get up, get up, don't waste your life
for the pleasure of the chosen few
get up, get up, don't waste your life
for the pleasure of the chosen few
get up, get up, don't waste your life
for the pleasure of the chosen few