Whoa, whoa…
I may not believe in God,
It doesn’t mean I’m a lesser person.
I still have a heart,
And I know what it feels like to be broken.
I may not believe in Jesus,
But I believe in sacrifice.
Life doesn’t always stand a reason,
And no one ever gets a chance to live it twice.
But I’d rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
In the lovin’, the hatin’,
The constant debatin’,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
The living that die,
The constant deny,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
Whoa, whoa…
Raise the alarm.
I may not believe in regrets,
But I believe in salvation.
Some things I’d rather forget.
We choose what we see,
And we see what we choose to believe.
In the name of the father,
The son, and the holy ghost.
I’m not concerned with religion,
After all it’s what’s inside that matters most.
But I’d rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
In the lovin’, the hatin’,
The constant debatin’,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
The living that die,
The constant deny,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
Whoa, whoa…
Raise the alarm.
Whoa, whoa…
Raise the alarm.
But I’d rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
Yeah, I’d rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
In the lovin’, the hatin’,
The constant debatin’,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
The living that die,
The constant deny
The chaos, the calm,
Raise the alarm
Whoa, whoa…
Raise the alarm
Whoa, whoa…
Raise the alarm.
(Yeah!)
Raise the alarm.