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