Everyone thinks it's perfect until it's not
Everyone thinks it's worth it, but have they counted up cost?
Everyone's standing around. Why aren't we speaking?
Everyone's waiting it out. Why aren't we blinking?
I'm sick and tired of this dystopia
I'm sick and tired of this hysteria
I'm sick and tired
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
Everyone thinks the world here is gonna fix itself
Everyone thinks the problem has gotta be somebody else
Everyone's standing around. Why aren't we speaking?
Everyone's waiting it out. Why aren't we blinking?
Maybe when it's over we'll have prayed to God
And maybe when it's over we'll know why we fought
And maybe when it's over we'll have found the pieces that we lost
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
Get on, get on, get on, well I hear you
I know, I know, I know, well I hear you
Hang on, hang on, hang on, well I hear you