Из альбома: The Steal
I told myself we wouldn't be the same,
We're breaking off to try and make a change
So what's the point in thrown fists?
Friendships while this scene exists
And if I had one wish, what would I change?
So whats the point in perspiration,
Honesty leads to the same situation
For all the times that we tried,
Violence is never justified
And if I had one wish, what would I change?
Lower your fists,
Raise your voice,
Who you are is about free choice
Lower your fists,
Raise your voice,
Who you are is about free choice
Lets make this more than a scene,
We can find strength in community