Tekst
I accidentally touched my head
And noticed that it had been bleeding
For how long I did not know
What was this, I thought, that struck me?
What kind of weapons have they got?
The softest bullet ever shot
I stood up and I said yeah
I stood up and I said yeah
I stood up and I said hey, yeah
From this moment on
Blaring like a trumpet
Comin' from above us
And somewhere below
The confidence of knowing
Decsending to relieve us
Of the struggle to believe its so
I stood up and I said yeah
I spoke up and I said hey
I stood up and I said hey yeah
And it seemed to cause a chain reaction
It had momentum it was gaining traction
It was all the rage it was all the fashion
The outreached hands had resigned themselves to
Holding on to something that they never had
And thats too bad
'Cause in reality there was no reaction
I accidentally touched my head
And noticed that it had been bleeding
For how long I did not know
