We could never put this in context,
we could never figure this one out
The air is getting colder by the minute
and every moment feels like a thousand years

March through the streets,
a splendid parade of death and uncertainty
Kneel when we're asked to,
face down on the asphalt
March through glass and shattered bricks
Oh, how cautious we walk
another awkward step,
another broken home

Oh my god, we're here to write history for a change,
'cause this is who we are
Oh my god, now it's all how it's supposed to be,
for you and me

Who we are
Who we are
Who we are
Who we are

As the alcohol takes hold,
we're still scared to our bones
So let your comforting words
burn through the coldest of nights,
grace my cheek when I'm alone

Oh my god, we're here to write history for a change,
'cause this is who we are
Oh my god, now it's all how it's supposed to be,
for you and me