Lletres: Hawk Nelson. The One Thing I Have Left.

Will someone please radio for help
Cuz I think I'm allergic to myself
& they think they can throw us all away
We gotta stop it before it's all too late

There's got to be a better way
They dissect everything we say
To try to make us feel this way

And you can take the one thing I have left
I'd give it all away for so much less
Can even take the heart inside my chest
Woah-woah.
And you can take the one thing I have left
Beat me to the ground & take my breath
But you can't take who I am
woah-woah.

And I swear we were born to let you down
we scream but never make a sound
we point but don't know which direction
we are america right now

There's got to be a better way
They dissect everything we say
To try to make us feel this way

And you can take the one thing I have left
I'd give it all away for so much less
Can even take the heart inside my chest
Woah-woah.
And you can take the one thing I have left
Beat me to the ground & take my breath
But you can't take who I am
woah-woah.

How can I be safe
How can I stay awake
How come I am so tired of all these charades?
How can I be alive
How can I hold the gun
How can I see if everyone else is to blame

hey! hey!
Don't want to be the
hey! hey!
Don't want to see the
hey! hey!

Cuz we point the finger
Think everyone else is to blame

Everyone else is to blame