Don't bend yourself
Don't try to fit the crowd
Start trying to stand out
Don't satisfy their judging faces
One day, you will see the consequences
Of your silence
Echoing through empty veins
Behold
You'll go
You'll stay
You'll always say yes
Your arms in the air
Waiting to be less supportive
Blood in your hair
Questioning the way of reason
Guns in the air
Clear the way for your arrival
Eyes of despair
You reckon they won't fall
No doubt
Echoes in your head
They are the living dead
Just hypocrites and
Blind following idiots
Break
Their meaningless charade
Their pretty shiny things
That's everything they hold so dear
They fall
So deep
Without
Their plastic values
Your arms in the air
You know you are not important
Blood in your hair
Questioning the way of reason
Guns in the air
Clear the way for your arrival
Eyes of despair
You reckon they won't fall
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Break their pride together
You fail but tried to make a final stand
Your arms in the air
Waiting to be less supportive
Blood in your hair
Questioning the way of reason
Guns in the air
Clear the way for your arrival
Eyes of despair
You reckon they won't fall
Break their pride
Break their pride
Break their pride
Break their pride