Our skin is an organ, our skin is a shield
Our cells are all orphans, our skin is an organ

A chorus unfolding, alive in the field
The words left unspoken, we're screaming

Let us be broken
Let us be open
Let us name the cage
Grow a garden in its place
Let us be broken
Let us be open
Let us name the cage
It's always been ours to break

These streets of wars no more than blue-blooded boredom
Someday, we'll die for them, screaming

Let us be broken
Let us be open
Let us name the cage
Grow a garden in its place
Let us be broken
Let us be open
Let us name the cage
It's always been ours to break

Our future's built on a stolen wealth
By post-money kids raising hell
Selling our lives for the promise of health
We want something beyond ourselves

And now we'll die for
The colour of our spring
And now we'll die for
Our hands soaked in it