Don't need a helmet if I have my heart Don't need your war to find peace I don't need to learn to live in compromise I will never kneel and kiss your ring The sickness spreads under duress Compassion bends under duress Wouldn't need a gun if you didn't have one Don't need you to serve or protect I am not a number just patiently waiting To enter the belly of the beast The delusions of control Are rotting the root of the tree It's the fear that keeps you there And it's mine that sets me freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
