Sick of all the help

When apologies are mute

I don't see the point

When you fabricate the truth.

Years and years have gone and our heads still roll along.

You make me cave in your master mayhem

I wish that I was wrong

Turn up the fire

You are required to keep fighting darker days

Always

Good enough reason to find the freedom you once had when you were young

Citizen

I've seen inside your soul

There's no light for you my dear

You're just a pretty prison in a black hole

Freak out when you see love has gone but

Green lights flicker for your new dawn

Turn up the fire

You are required to keep fighting darker days

Always

Good enough reason to find the freedom you once had when you were young

Citizen

Citizen