Disturbed

(shout shout)
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
(come on)
I'm talking to you
(so come on)
[repeat]
In violent times...
You shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white...
They really really ought to know
(just don't know)
Those wandering minds...
Who took you for a working whore
Kiss them goodbye...
They shouldn't have to jump for joy
(jump jump jump jump jump)
You shouldn't have to (shout) for joy(shout)
They give you life...
and in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice(not witch your ice ice baby)
I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to (shout) the tale(shout)