I've seen the blood, I've seen the broken The lost and the sights unseen I want a flood, I want an ocean To wash my confusion clean I can't resolve this empty story I can't repair the damage done We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion We act it out, we wear the colours Defined by the things we own We're not without, we're like each other Pretending we're here alone And far away, they burn their buildings Right in the face of the damage done We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion Rebellion Rebellion Rebellion Rebellion, rebellion We lost before the start Rebellion, rebellion One by one, we fall apart We fall apart, we fall apart, we fall apart We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of, imitations of We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion Rebellion Rebellion (rebellion) Rebellion (rebellion)