TELL ME that I am not wasting my time sitting in this room alone   TELL ME that 1000 men with 1000 torches could not take what is in our hearts   TELL ME that this is still for the kids, by the kids, about the fucking kids   TELL ME that we have not become as cheap as everyone else      TELL ME that loud guitars backed by loud ideals is still what we're all about   TELL ME that beauty is more than who you are on the outside   TELL ME that a word like "unity" is not just ink spilled out on the page   TELL ME that there is so much more, so much worth screaming our heads off for      It's your turn...I wanna hear it   It's your turn...you gotta yell it   Before I throw my arms up and walk right out that door   Cuz to tell you the truth I am not all that sure   How much longer my voice can hold out for      TELL ME that this is still for the kids, by the kids, about the fucking kids   TELL ME that we have not become as broken as everything else      It's your turn...I'm on my fuckin' knees