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

One fist up to the sky
Fear is hiding, hiding
Anger is cold, sad and dry
Fear is hiding, hiding
No more lies