Burnin' all pollution tonight How many rivers This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh God, I was a prisoner, too Could not recognize the faces standing over me All dressed in uniforms of brutality How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to

All the haters, all the lovers All the people I ain't seen in too many years All the friends that are more like brothers All the faces in the bleachers Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here The ones that I drank all those beers with Made it

Too many faces, too many faces, too many faces Yeah, what's your definition of success? (Ayy!) I don't trust the thoughts that come inside my head (woo!) I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect; why?