• She falls to her knees
    before the companies
    the masses in a nation still at large
    haunting memories
    her father's diary
    told of the terror in the war
    she cries everyday
    but only hears them say
    it's not our fault your daddy ain't the same.

    Well I beg to differ
    I'll march against the crowd
    I'll make my father proud
    standing somewhere
    petition in my hand
    I'll go out singing and screaming until you understand.

    She's a silent war
    she still feels torn
    her heart is shattered into pieces
    she's picking up
    she won't shut up
    she's making signs that some say are indecent

    Well I beg to differ
    I'll march against the crowd
    I'll make this whole nation proud
    standing somewhere
    making posters again
    writing down the flaws til you understand

    I may not be a preacher
    but I'm telling all of you
    unless you wanna live in hell
    what you have to do
    You gotta stand
    you gotta fight
    you gotta sing your heart out
    let's sing and scream
    let them know what we're all about

    I disagree
    with the country
    messed up society
    civil on the inside
    or so the politics will say
    shun the non believer
    he's just a deceiver
    trying to break through
    and get in our way

    brother ain't you proud
    to have sister like me
    father look at me now
    I won't go down
    without singing and screaming.

    and we all look out to the stars
    looking for a memory long before the lobotomy
    it was never there, I didn't care
    something in this heart of mine
    never truly died

    so I'll go on
    singing
    I'll rage on
    screaming
    I'll move on
    singing
    I'll fight on
    screaming

    The masses at my side
    poster boards have come to life
    we will fight to the end of time
    singing and screaming
    shouting violently
    making demands that were on my mind.