Krewella Lyrics

Is this the meaning of freedom? Take off the chains and release us. Defenseless my face pressed to the ground. You're seconds from pulling the trigger. When my life depends on your finger. I'm helpless, the shot won't make a sounds. We cry, cry, cry for your love. When the bullet hits home. Cry, cry, cry for your love. When the bullet hits home. Our streets, your rules. Our voice, your choice. Your game, we play. Our pride you take. Cry, cry, cry for your love. When the bullet hits home. Are these the words you believe in? Tell me you live what you're preaching. Forgiveness so is your power. Your weakness oh. Give us the truth we're not seeing. Come face the crowd you're deceiving. We trusted, but are you immune from justice? No. We cry, cry, cry for your love. When the bullet hits home. Cry, cry, cry for your love. When the bullet hits home. Our bones you break, our rights at stake. Your crimes, our time. All fault, your lies. Cry, cry, cry