I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves Inside my shell, I wait and bleed I wonder out where you can't see You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing My flesh was in my bones The pain was always free

It starts with you and me (whoa, whoa, hey) We gotta be bold We gotta be brave We gotta be free We gotta get loud Making that change You gotta believe (whoa) We'll look deep inside And we'll rise up and shine

And there's nowhere to go but up There's nowhere to go but up Life's a balloon That tumbles or rises Depending on what is inside Fill it with hope And playful surprises And oh, deary ducks Then you're in for a ride

(Whoa) it's unforgettable I feel a rise inside me It's untouchable (whoa) Like breathing fire in me With blind eyes open wide I'm seeing it I'm feeling higher It's unforgettable I'm coming alive, I'm coming alive

She said, "Let's get going And to my surprise It was all a big lie Lots of crazy fights Get in the car and drive (And to my surprise) We got time, we got time" I can see that look inside her eyes, hey

I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves Inside my shell, I wait and bleed I wonder out where you can't see You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing My flesh was in my bones The pain was always free

Rise to the top of the world, America America, don't you cry Give me strength to press on Feel you close like you wanted me to Believe in you Is this just an illusion That I made inside my head to get me by? Twenty years in debt

I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves I wander out where you can't see Inside my shell, I wait and bleed You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing The flesh was in my bones The pain was always free

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

Rise, rise above the tides Now lost at sea The weights will pull you under if you don’t fight She'd rather let the ocean take her inside it’s wake Let the water fill her lungs like the air she hates to breathe It’s over now, yourself could give up on