What's with the world we live in
There's nothing we believe in
What's the point in living
They say keep believing
So suffocating, barely breathing

We were filled with hope
Now barely hanging by a rope
How are supposed to cope

Tryna do things our way
Stop making trouble go away
Driving us to the fray

But amongst all the gloom
We will not meet our doom
And although clouds loom
Our abilities we will groom