Written in graffiti on the bridge in the park:
"Do you ever get the feeling
that you're missing the mark?
It's so cold, so cold
It's so cold, 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, so cold
It's so cold, so cold

See the arrow they shot,
trying to tear us apart
Take the fire from my belly
and the beat for my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go

You, Uuh
Cause you do
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon,
and it hurts like heaven

On every streets every cars
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 a concrete canvas,
under cover of dark,
On a concrete canvas
I'll go making my mark
Armed with a spray can soul
I'll be armed with a spray can soul

You, Uhh
Oh You, Uhh
'Cause you, Use your heart as a weapon,
and it hurts like heaven

Wohoho
Wohoho

It's true,
When you, Use your heart as a weapon,
and it hurts like heaven.
Oh it hurts like heaven.