This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone

The city streets
You used to love
Are bruised and broken
Are black and blue
On our tv's, miles away
On our doorsteps with no reason why

Take it back, take it back, take it back

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone
Remember this for what it was

Take it back, take it back, take it back

You want a voice
But your voices sound like violence

You don't deserve this life
You don't deserve this

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone
Remember this for what it was
A bleak projection of absent minds

You want a voice
But your voices sound like violence
You shout so loud but all i hear is silence
The city streets that you show no love
Are bruised and broken
Because of you

This is your country
This is your home
Here is the house where you grew up alone

Remember this for what it was