Tekster: The Rocket Summer. Of Men & Angels. You Gotta Believe.

Sir, excuse my rudeness but I believe
That I know somethin' that you don't
Because you are talkin' down to me
Like you think I know nothin'

And I won't allow it, this promise prowess
Though I respect you, even through the prejudice
You're blind leadin' blind's not hard to see, yeah

You gotta believe, oh, yeah
Don't fear, don't break it
You gotta be free
I hope your blinded eyes will see

You can ask me anythin'
I may not know the answers to everythin'
Nor I won't before I can do is speak from my heart
A vapid sentiment

And I won't be clever with your endeavor
All tryin' to prove me wrong, I will remember
You're blind leadin' blind's not hard to see, yeah

You gotta believe, oh, yeah
Don't fear, don't break it
You gotta be free
I hope your blinded eyes will see

You gotta believe
Don't, don't fear, don't break it
You gotta be free
I hope your blinded eyes will see, yeah

Whatever the cost, whatever I lost
Whatever I gained, whatever I fought
I knew I was tested and I am the furthest
From what you think it is worth it

You gotta believe, oh, alright
Don't fear, don't break it
You gotta be free
I hoped your blinded eyes will see

You gotta believe, yeah
Don't, don't fear, don't break it
You gotta be free, you gotta believe
Don't, don't let him hold you down

Come on, come on, sing it
Yeah, oh, I hope my eyes will see
You gotta believe, yeah