"Why do they make this pill so hard for us to swallow
Treating us as if we are ghosts, as if we're only hollow
Oh yea but we sing today and we'll sing through out tomorrow
Because our fire it burns, it burns up all your sorrow"
Treating us as if we are ghosts, as if we're only hollow
Oh yea but we sing today and we'll sing through out tomorrow
Because our fire it burns, it burns up all your sorrow"
