Verse: I look out to the fields Where blood is shed upon the ground I breathe in I breathe out Change the channel mute the sound I take a match, a cigarette and a walk to clear my head Stomach seething at the thought Of all those human beings dead Chorus: Feels like I'm fiddilin' when Rome is ) burning down Should I put my fiddle down and rise up from the ground God give me strength to pray that you will set things right Cuz I'm Paralyzed, I'm Paralyzed