Interpret:

Disturbed

Album:

The Sickness

Shout! 
Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on


Shout! 
Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on.


In violent times
You shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white
They really really ought to know
Those one track minds
That took you for a working whore
Kiss them goodbye
You shouldn't have to jump for joy
You shouldn't have to


Shout! Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on


They gave you life
And in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice
I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to


Shout! 
Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on.


And when you've taken down your guard
Yeah, if I could change your mind
I´d really love to break your heart
I´d really love to


Shout! 
Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on.
I'd really love to 


Shout!
Shout!
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you, so come on.