Can We Turn Back Yesterday?

We watched it sweep the nations
Infecting our feeble minds
We saw it begin to divide
Our friends and families, cut us like a knife
We watched our parents' mouth's froth
Rabid with their newfound hate
Reprogrammed by entertainment
Masked as news, inflating them with fear

They're fleeing from violence
They're fleeing from tyrants
Yet we turn 'em away, yet we turn 'em away
Throw 'em to the wolves
Women and children
Blood is on our hands
Have we gone fucking mad?
They're fleeing from violence
They're fleeing from tyrants
Yet we turn 'em away, yet we turn 'em away
Throw 'em to the wolves
Women and children
Blood is on our hands
Have we gone fucking mad?

I see the hate in the world as it's in flames
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"
I watch it all as it withers and decays
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"

Can we turn back yesterday?
Can we turn back yesterday?

I thought we're better than this
Truly sickens me to say
We're killing the planet
And destroying the lives of the less fortunate

They're fleeing from violence
They're fleeing from tyrants
Yet we turn 'em away, yet we turn 'em away
Throw 'em to the wolves
Women and children
Blood is on our hands
Have we gone fucking mad?

I see the hate in the world as it's in flames
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"
I watch it all as it withers and decays
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"

Can we turn back yesterday?
Can we turn back yesterday?

I'm feeling revolted by the way that we've chosen
To live by the hatred that's invoked by the broken
We've ruined our chances with these violent romances
We're witnessing the collapse of mankind as we know it

We watched it sweep the nations
Infecting our feeble minds
We saw it begin to divide
Our friends and families, cut us like a knife

They're fleeing from violence
They're fleeing from tyrants
Yet we turn 'em away, yet we turn 'em away
Throw 'em to the wolves
Women and children
Blood is on our hands
Have we gone fucking mad?

I see the hate in the world as it's in flames
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"
I watch it all as it withers and decays
I ask myself, "Can we turn back yesterday?"

Can we turn back yesterday?
Can we turn back yesterday?

(Can we turn back yesterday?)
(Can we turn back yesterday?)