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