It seems like hope is coming around again It feels like all that shit will be left behind Those fascists don't play pretty games And all a tyrant needs is fame Sick and tired, sick and tired Yeah, it seems like hope is coming around again We go and vote and hope for better times Our destiny lies in our own hands So sick and tired of being sick and tired One fist up to the sky Fear is hiding, hiding Anger is cold, sad and dry Fear is hiding, hiding No more lies Pseudo justice devouring everyone Lack of knowledge questioning the Sun And you come talking 'bout the cure Our sense of group, of human beings Let's share some skin (Let's share some skin) Can you feel it? One fist up to the sky Fear is hiding, hiding Anger is cold, sad and dry Fear is hiding, hiding No more lies