B
There is a crowd in here, that fooled themselves;
they brought their friends, and they made their Hell.
They fake their grin, in a lonely cell.
To the bitter end, But what do I know?
B
There are a few in here, that hurt themselves;
They kick, and bend in a dried-up well.
They call for help, and you know them well.
Are you aware? But what do I know?
Prechorus:
BF#G#mE
I, I will not surrender
BF#G#mE
No I, I will not surrender
BF#G#mE
No I, I will not surrender
BF#G#mE
No I, I will not surrender
Chorus:
BE
When God falls fast asleep
G#mE
The kids still dance in city streets
BF#
From the white house lawn to the Middle East
G#mE
And all around I'm just saying that this time I feel it now
BE
When God falls fast asleep
G#mE
The kids still move to a steady beat
BF#
Even if its bombs landing at their feet
G#mE
Or all around I'm just saying that this time I feel it now
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B
There is a place to hide,
It's in our minds,
It's in the dark
It's well known that we have a fragile heart
Its deep inside
It has a sound that you can follow
F#
You feel like you hit a wall
G#m
But you survive
E
And it was hard for you to swallow
BF#
I've been to that place before
G#m
In spite of luck
E
When you awake, a new tomorrow