What We're up Against

Every new day a worse taste in my
 mouth and the feeling that we're at an end
 The feeling of being outnumbered, believe the message they send
 You're operating on terms where empathy weakens your core
 A life of something to prove but you don't gotta prove anymore
 Wait for history to count to ten then you can get us, come and get me
 No one's waiting for this nightmare to end before
 we pick up, swing back, refuse what we're up against
 They've got bigger flags, they've got bigger bombs
 But through all the noise there's still more of us
 If you wait in the echoes of fear, you just might forget
 I've got no time for middle ground,
 got no excuse for your own unkindness now
 Some things are fundamental, we won't see eye to eye
 Wait for history to count to ten then you can get us, come and get me
 No one's waiting for this nightmare to end before
 we pick up, swing back, refuse what we're up against