Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park
'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
Written up in marker on a factory sign
'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine'
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart
Took the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go
You
Ooohooh
'Cause you do
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
On every street, every car, every surface are names
And at the streets arise, I'll be rather insane
Don't let them take control
No, we won't let them take control
Yes, I feel a little bit nervous,
Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax,
How come they're out to get us?
How come they're out when they don't know the facts?
So on concrete canvas and a glow in the dark
On a concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark
Armed with the spray can soul
I'll be armed with a spray can soul
You
Ooohooh
'Cause you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Woah-ooh
Woah-ooh
Yes, It's true
When you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park 'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold
Written up in marker on a factory sign 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart Took the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart Still I won't let go Still I won't let go
You Ooohooh 'Cause you do
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven
On every street, every car, every surface are names And at the streets arise, I'll be rather insane Don't let them take control No, we won't let them take control
Yes, I feel a little bit nervous, Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax, How come they're out to get us? How come they're out when they don't know the facts?
So on concrete canvas and a glow in the dark On a concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark Armed with the spray can soul I'll be armed with a spray can soul
You Ooohooh
'Cause you use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven
Woah-ooh Woah-ooh
Yes, It's true When you use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven
And it hurts like heaven
Ahhhhh Oh Ooh Ohhh