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
Take 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 the concrete canvas under cover of dark
On the oncrete canvas, I'll go making my mark
Armed with a spray can soul
I'll be armed with a spray can soul
You... Ooohooh
Oh, you... Ooohooh
'Cause you
Use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Woho-ooh
Woho-oooh
Yeah it's true
When you
Use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
And it hurts like heaven
Ah..Ahh..Oohooh..
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