Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park

'do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'

It's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold, it's so cold

Written up in marker on a factory sign

'i struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine'

It's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold, it's so cold

See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart

Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart

Still I won't let go

Still I won't let go

You

Ooohooh

'cause you do

Oh you use your heart as a weapon

And it hurts like heaven

On every street every car every surface a name

Tonight the streets are ours

And we're writing and saying

Don't let them take control

No we won't let them take control

Yes, I feel a little bit nervous,

Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax,

How come they're out to get us?

How come they're out when they don't know the facts?

So on concrete canvas under cover of dark

On concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark

Armed with a spray can soul

I'll be armed with a spray can soul

You

Ooohooh

Oh, you

Ooohooh

Yes, you

You use your heart as a weapon

And it hurts like heaven

Woho-ooh

Woho-oooh

It's true

When you

Use your heart as a weapon

It hurts like heaven