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

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