Talented thoughts the cause of the cause disjointed in war with no time
To pause like who woulda thought they break through your doors with order of court
To take you away for all that you say the price of your hate your tamed
A dog to the state with nothing to gain but pain for the claim to freedom
You seek but will never see they want you so weak they want you so meek
They want you to beg they want you to cry please have mercy on me
We Will Never Break Free, This The revolution, in a state of pure confusion with no resolution
Where's the retribution, this was our solution, trapped in the state by the chains I helped make.
Now were stuck in this state, mental chains on my brain
And the knife by my tongue, if I speak, I am judged, martyred by what I made
This my dream, this my state, this my hope, this my pain, this is all my mistake!
The warring world were living in the price of peace is more blood
I fight for love but spread more hate the ever common made mistake
I'm seeking peace thus spreading war it seems that war will never change
Even with all power gained the revolutions never won
We still fight to find our place; the ruling class remains the same
Another autocratic team posing as democracy
Yet now we have no currency or power in the things we speak
Loss to the greed, loss to deceit, conceded to peace
And They Still Will March, Screaming Revolution!
Except Now They're All Stopped Dead The State Needs
Retribution, Still Trapped By The Chains We Made When Scared By The Confusion
You Will See Us Beg As
Babes No Sound To Make Our Voices Claimed
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Talented thoughts the cause of the cause disjointed in war with no time
To pause like who woulda thought they break through your doors with order of court
To take you away for all that you say the price of your hate your tamed
A dog to the state with nothing to gain but pain for the claim to freedom
You seek but will never see they want you so weak they want you so meek
They want you to beg they want you to cry please have mercy on me
We Will Never Break Free, This The revolution, in a state of pure confusion with no resolution
Where's the retribution, this was our solution, trapped in the state by the chains I helped make.
Now were stuck in this state, mental chains on my brain
And the knife by my tongue, if I speak, I am judged, martyred by what I made
This my dream, this my state, this my hope, this my pain, this is all my mistake!
The warring world were living in the price of peace is more blood
I fight for love but spread more hate the ever common made mistake
I'm seeking peace thus spreading war it seems that war will never change
Even with all power gained the revolutions never won
We still fight to find our place; the ruling class remains the same
Another autocratic team posing as democracy
Yet now we have no currency or power in the things we speak
Loss to the greed, loss to deceit, conceded to peace
And They Still Will March, Screaming Revolution!
Except Now They're All Stopped Dead The State Needs
Retribution, Still Trapped By The Chains We Made When Scared By The Confusion
You Will See Us Beg As
Babes No Sound To Make Our Voices Claimed
To pause like who woulda thought they break through your doors with order of court
To take you away for all that you say the price of your hate your tamed
A dog to the state with nothing to gain but pain for the claim to freedom
You seek but will never see they want you so weak they want you so meek
They want you to beg they want you to cry please have mercy on me
We Will Never Break Free, This The revolution, in a state of pure confusion with no resolution
Where's the retribution, this was our solution, trapped in the state by the chains I helped make.
Now were stuck in this state, mental chains on my brain
And the knife by my tongue, if I speak, I am judged, martyred by what I made
This my dream, this my state, this my hope, this my pain, this is all my mistake!
The warring world were living in the price of peace is more blood
I fight for love but spread more hate the ever common made mistake
I'm seeking peace thus spreading war it seems that war will never change
Even with all power gained the revolutions never won
We still fight to find our place; the ruling class remains the same
Another autocratic team posing as democracy
Yet now we have no currency or power in the things we speak
Loss to the greed, loss to deceit, conceded to peace
And They Still Will March, Screaming Revolution!
Except Now They're All Stopped Dead The State Needs
Retribution, Still Trapped By The Chains We Made When Scared By The Confusion
You Will See Us Beg As
Babes No Sound To Make Our Voices Claimed
Writer: Denon Mattison
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid