The Numbers - Rise Against

We're biding time as we wait for the signal

Sharpening blades while we wait out the storm

These cold nights are almost unbearable

But purpose keeps us warm (Warm)

Pledge allegiance while crossing our fingers

A bark with no bite, no teeth, just a roar

You're not a thorn in our side, you're a splinter

We are ready, but we're bored

Just holding our place in line

And everything moves too slow, now

Breaking away in time

And they have the power (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

But we have the numbers, now (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

How long will we drag their plow?

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

What will continue to be is what we allow, oh-ooh-oh

And still, we worship at altars so empty

Consumption of something we don't need at all

Holes we can't fill, a never-ending song

"Again from the top, now"

(Oh) Textbook cases, we all fit the profile

(Oh) Mass surveillance, we opened the door

Prey on the fears, blurred lines of right and wrong

Sped up 'til we can't slow down

And at this velocity (Ay! Ay!)

One wrong move, and we go down

Brace for a reckoning

But they have the power (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

But we have the numbers, now (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

How long will we drag their plow?

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

What will continue to be is what we allow, oh-ooh-oh

And heavy are the chains

We fasten to ourselves

Gathering the thorns

To shape into a crown

Is this saddle comfortable?

Do these reins feel tight enough?

Will you gallop when you're kicked

Or throw the rider off?

Are you the willing and the able?

Or are you spoken for?

Destined to serve what you abhor

Until it all gives out

Listen, fuck what you call normal

And this pressure to conform (Break free!)

It's your trail to blaze

Or your bridge to burn

Your bridge to burn

Yeah, they have the power (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

And we have the numbers, now (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

It's all just a constant illusion of control

They break us like horses (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

How long will we drag their plow?

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

What will continue to be is what we allow

What will we allow?

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)