Change کے بول

This can't go on, anymore Cause I am geting tired of asking why The way we feel what you desire Are we purified in fire? Can we make a difference now? Can we change? Nothing will make any sense Without a sense of consequence Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls No dreams will come true If dreaming's all we do Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls This can't go on, anymore As I leave I'll shut the door In the face of my adversary It can be so scary When truthreveals the lies the world Conceals, we, must go on Nothing will make any sense Without a sense of consequence Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls No dreams will come true If dreaming's all we do Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls Tell me that I'm nothing Tell me this life's nothing Tell me my dreams mean Tell me that I'm nothing But I know that I'm something Your words mean Nothing will make any sense Without a sense of consequence Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls No dreams will come true If dreaming's all we do Voice of reason screaming treason From the bottom of our souls Our souls