Paroles: Staple. Dictatorship Vs Democracy (DVD).

Vicious cycle of life I find that I kill myself every time
That I look away from you but I often gaze another moment
Incited scars reopen, bleeding again
And they're bleeding at my request

Freely given and we choose the choice to lose now we know
As these scars are screaming at me just why we've chosen poorly
Could this be our chance to see
Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?

Ride on, the strong solider, march to the dictated beat
Have you ever known how victory feels unless you have felt defeat
You don't want the pain of free will tolen and mindless
Mechanical will chosen
Cherish the loss there is no concept of gain without cost

When I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise
The arms that pick me up convince me there's no better place

Freely given and we choose the choice to loose now we know
As these scars are screaming at me just why we've chosen poorly
Could this be our chance to see
Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?

It's my choice

I fall, and I fall freely, incited scars are bleeding and now I believe
I freely believe when I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise
The arms that pick me up convince me
Where's no better place

Freely given and we choose the choice to loose now we know
As these scars are screaming at me just why we've chosen poorly
Could this be our chance to see
Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?

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