We are not the images we see      I refuse to    follow the fashion to its end   hypocrisy    is killing me   on the rights of your wealth    I disagree   this puppets culture scars our tongues   with what's unsung   but we're not finished   we're not done   illusions of their fucking progress   are always fed to us   but innocence can rise again   redemption   a healing trust   from the depths of their false dreams   rebuilding, rebuilding   nothing for their war   nothing anymore      are we all guilty ?   are we all guilty ?   the greed inside me   waiting for our share      stand up now   rebuilding   nothing for their war   nothing anymore      we're all addicted born   with desperation, scorn   for hopes and dreams to mourn   the time we did not dare      ( but it's not there )      stand up, speak out   to define a future      we live in silence pulling in   it's what we're in this for   gotta stop the war   we buy and buy hypocrisy   what are we in this for ?   gotta stop the war      I refuse to   carry the flag of this country   of golden guns and cynics puns   as the rights of your wealth walk over me   from the depths of these false dreams   we're addicted born   waiting at the window   for the coming storm      we're all addicted born   with desperation scorn   our hopes and dreams to mourn   the time we did not dare   to change the future    and respect our past   illusions that are fed    are passing through   and they won't last      we are not the images we see