Broken Belief

We live in the era of purpose
We live in the era of youth
When the wise man's warning is worthless
I'm just a poor boy begging for truth

So baby, you say that we're free
Oh come on
You've taken what you wanted from me
You've kept me down on my knees for so long
A victim of your broken belief

Now there's a crack in the surface
Something dark is seeping through
We live in the land of the many
We live in the grip of the few

There's a poor girl crying for justice
There's a rich man playing the fool
All the wise men longing for purpose
And they're all just looking to you

So baby, you say that we're free
Oh come on
You've taken what you wanted from me
You've kept me down on my knees for so long
A victim of your broken belief

Come on, come on, come on, you got it
Come on come on come on we want it