Jack Knife - The Hearted

We are the exiles

we are the strange kids

We are abandoned

but we won’t give up

We feel the need inside to all stand up and fight

We’re all heading for a new intervention

We won’t obey you

We have our own laws

We have our own rules

Work on something new

This is the reason for you to believe in

this is the sound of me

As I am letting go

You don’t know what it means to me

And all of them are proud of being the fucked up

You don’t know what it means to me

It’s not the words you say, it’s what you send away

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me

So you say «do this"just to make me mad

I’ll make your anger grow inside your head

Now can you tell me?

Who are you to say?

That we we’re made to let you block our way

As we are soldiers of the sound

These people are nowhere to be found

And as I go I have nothing left to say

I’ll try to write my own words along the way

You don’t know what it means to me

And all of them are proud of being the fucked up

You don’t know what it means to me

It’s not the words you say, it’s what you send away

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me

And all of them are proud of being the fucked up

You don’t know what it means to me

It’s not the words you say, it’s what you send away

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me

And all of them are proud of being the fucked up

You don’t know what it means to me

It’s not the words you say, it’s what you send away

You don’t know what it means to me

You don’t know what it means to me