[Verse 1]
You've got a lot of nerve and I've got a lot of fingers to point
While you were busy building knowledge, I was already right
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
And even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
Chant your anthems to the deaf
And we can sit here and cry until there's nothing left
Or we can take our voices with our hands
We'll make like knives and make demands
We'll take our voices with our hands
We'll make like knives, we'll make demands
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
And I still haven't sung the last line
On my way down
[Chorus]
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
You've got a lot of nerve and I've got a lot of fingers to point
While you were busy building knowledge, I was already right
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
And even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
Chant your anthems to the deaf
And we can sit here and cry until there's nothing left
Or we can take our voices with our hands
We'll make like knives and make demands
We'll take our voices with our hands
We'll make like knives, we'll make demands
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
And I still haven't sung the last line
On my way down
[Chorus]
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
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