Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom DeLonge
Guitar
Angels & Airwaves
Performer
Matt Wachter
Bass Guitar
David Kennedy
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom DeLonge
Composer
Adam David Willard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Recording Engineer
Tom DeLonge
Producer
Tom Lord-Alge
Recording Engineer
Jeff "Critter" Newell
Producer
Lyrics
There is a crowd in here that fooled themselves
They brought their friends and they made their hell
They fake their grin, in a lonely cell
To the bitter end, but what do I know?
There are a few in here that hurt themselves
They kick and bend in a dried up well
They call for help, and you know them well
Are you aware? But what do I know?
I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still dance in city streets
From the white house lawn to the middle east
And all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still move to a steady beat
Even if its bombs landin' at their feet
Or all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
There is a place to hide, it's in our minds
It's in the dark, it's well known
That we have a fragile heart
It's deep inside, it has a sound that you can follow
You feel like you hit a wall, but you survive
And it was hard for you to swallow
I've been to that place before
In spite of luck, when you awake, a new tomorrow
I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
No I, I will not surrender
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still dance in city streets
From the white house lawn to the middle east
And all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still move to a steady beat
Even if its bombs landin' at their feet
Or all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still dance in city streets
From the white house lawn to the middle east
And all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
When God falls fast asleep
The kids still move to a steady beat
Even if its bombs landin' at their feet
Or all around I'm just sayin' that this time I feel it now
I feel it now
This time I feel it now
I feel it now
This time I feel it now
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This time I feel it now
Written by: Adam David Willard, Tom DeLonge
