Ive seen the blood, Ive seen the broken
The lost and the sights unseen
I want a flood, I want an ocean
To wash my confusion clean
I cant resolve this empty story
I cant repair the damage done
We are the fortunate ones
Whove never faced oppressions gun
We are the fortunate ones
Imitations of rebellion
We acted out, we wear the colors
Confined by the things we own
Were not without, were like each other
Pretending were here alone
And far away they burn their buildings
Right in the face of the damage done
We are the fortunate ones
Whove never faced oppressions gun
We are the fortunate ones
Imitations of rebellion
Rebellion
Rebellion
Rebellion
Rebellion, rebellion
We lost before the start
Rebellion, rebellion
One by one, we fall apart
We fall apart
We fall apart
We fall apart
We are the fortunate ones
Whove never faced oppressions gun
We are the fortunate ones
Imitations of, imitations of...
We are the fortunate ones
Whove never faced oppressions gun
We are the fortunate ones
Imitations of rebellion
Rebellion
Rebellion
Rebellion