We Won't

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At first, I wanted to name this the Broken Anthem, but I decided against that and titled it 'We Won't', simply because, well, we won't. This song was inspired by the Black Parade Album by My Chemical Romance. More specifically, the songs 'Dead', 'Mama', 'House of Wolves', and 'The Sharpest Lives'. It's basically about all the rejects who don't fit in, everyone feels that way sometimes. To get through this world and survive we need to stick together and fight against the enemy.

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[Verse 1]
Raise your arms high
Tilt your head back
Close your eyes
Shout out in chorus
With a loud speaker
This is all for us

[Hook]
For the dead beats, and the sinners
For the wealthy, and the winners
Drunk and abused, faulty accused
Pigs and the damned with the cold hands
Everybody tries to bring us down

[Chorus]
We won't let you beat us
We won't let you break us
We won't let you throw us away
There's plenty more we can take
You may bruise and spit and maybe hit
But you can never take our breath

[Verse 2]
Bring your hands together
With one another
Sing it with your brother, sister and mother
We're all family
We stick together
Even in a democracy

[Hook]
For the dead beats, and the sinners
For the wealthy, and the winners
Drunk and abused, faulty accused
Pigs and the damned with the cold hands
Everybody tries to bring us down

[Chorus]
We won't let you beat us (no,no,no,no)
We won't let you break us (no,no,no,no)
We won't let you throw us away
There's plenty more we can take
You may bruise and spit and maybe hit
But you can never take our breath

[Bridge]
For those who have lost we drink
For those who've been broken we drink
For those who have mansions we drown our own jealousy
For those who own Mercedes

We burn your fucking house down

Aaaahhhhhh

[Chorus]
We won't let you beat us (no,no,no,no)
We won't let you break us (no,no,no,no)
We won't let you throw us away
There's plenty more we can take
You may bruise and spit and maybe hit
But you can never take our breath

[Hook]
For the dead beats, and the sinners
For the wealthy, and the winners
Drunk and abused, faulty accused
Pigs and the damned with the cold hands
Everybody tries to bring us down

[Hook]
For the rich, not the poor
For the gods who want more
Suits and ball gowns, pedigree hounds
Kids and the framed with the torn braids
Everybody tries to burn us out

[Hook]
For the famous, and the hungry
The convicts, and security
Punk and confused, broken, defused
Murderers and the cuffed with the blood stained hands
Everybody tries to kill us now

Ow

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