nBrothers, put down your headsnSisters, cover up that sinnThere ain't no more room around herennBrothers and sistersnRaise your hands togethernBrothers and sistersnRaise your handsnnTogether we are notnTogether we are notnnYou were the one who saidnThere was a price on our headsnI'm tired of running fromnAll of the things that we've donennAnd it's hard to see just what we arenAnd what we're gonna do againnnBrothers, lift up your headsnSisters, wash away that sinnThere will be more room around herennTogether we will benTogether we will bennYou were the one who saidnThere was a price on our headsnI'm tired of running fromnAll of the things that we've donennAnd it's hard to see just what we arenAnd what we're gonna do againnHard to see just what we arenAnd what we're gonna do againnnIt's hard to see just what we arenAnd what we're gonna do againnHard to see just what we