This is who we are

These days we live in
feel broken
Will we reach our destination

Our eyes are open,
but they're bleeding
Must be more than this to believe in

This is who we are

No time for sorrow
no reason
Nothing's real, we're only dreaming

No more tomorrow
it's illusion
Welcome to my revolution . . .

This is who we are

These days we live in
feel broken
We will reach our destination

This is who we are

We live, we die, we're fragile
We've come so far, and this is who we are . .