Written by: Nanna Øland Fabricius, Brian Fallon, Dave McCracken
Produced by: Dave McCracken
We turn it up, we turn it up.
We're coming up, we're coming up.
Out in the streets, I hear the crack of thunder.
People keeping low, people searching for some cover,
But in my room, I hear the sound of trumpets,
Leading me through the field that keeps us in.
We turn it up, we turn it up
We don't care what you say
We're coming up, we're coming up.
We don't care what you say
[x2]
Message to the world, can you feel the heat is rising?
From the heights of above the storm, can you see the lightning flashing?
From where I live, I hear their voices joining.
Like trumpets through the fields they use to keep us in.
We turn it up, we turn it up
We don't care what you say
We're coming up, we're coming up.
We don't care what you say
[x2]
If you're afraid, fear will only break your heart.
If you're afraid, you know your walls will keep them away.
We turn it up, we turn it up
We don't care what you say
We're coming up, we're coming up.
We don't care what you say
[x4]
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