We try to put the fire out; it keeps on burning.
We try to win the streets back; we keep on losing.
Your mouth was free; your words belong to me.
Your pain is my reward; I am truth.
We try to keep the heat on but never break the chill.
The child tries not to fidget; «Take your sucker and sit still!»
You words were free; your thoughts belong to me.
Your pain is my reward; I am truth.
Your leader is there to break your will but your mind is a weapon if you’ve got
one.
Scratching for that higher higher higher high.
Your thoughts were free; your actions belong to me.
Your pain is my reward; I am truth.
Your mouth was free; your words belong to me.
Your pain is my reward; I am truth.

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