Tell me what I need Tell me what I want Won't say a thing or speak my mind 'Cause you are on your way to prove me wrong
It's just the start They're only warming up It's only a matter of time Until they realize I'm done
They take it all away No longer free today They take it all away No longer free today
Some call it anarchy With nothing left to lose Some are just like me Who think they've got a point to prove They'll run into the fire For what they think is true I'd rather die than have to do the things I do for you
I guess it's time to throw it all away I'll cut off every one of you and still end up okay I guess it's time to smash it all apart To step down from all the divine Now I'm back at the start
Some call it anarchy With nothing left to lose Some are just like me Who think they've got a point to prove They'll run into the fire For what they think is true I'd rather die than have to do the things I do for you
They start to run their call Try to make us fall Well no not me, it just can't be They know I hate it all
Let's hit it hard Let's give them all we've got I don't want any sympathy While punching me until I drop
Inside their perfect world People like me don't work I'm broken from what I've heard
Some call it anarchy With nothing left to lose Some are just like me Who think they've got a point to prove They'll run into the fire For what they think is true I'd rather die than have to do the things I do for you
And everything's speeding up to our extinction We're down to only a few with our ambition It's trying to kill us off, but even if it does I will not be a part of your utopia
I guess it's time to throw it all away I'll cut off every one of you and still end up okay I guess it's time to throw it all away I'll cut off every one of you and still end up okay I guess it's time for me to break away I'll cut off every one of you and still end up okay I guess it's time to throw it all away I'll cut off every one of you and still end up okay
Some call it anarchy With nothing left to lose Some are just like me Who think they've got a point to prove They'll run into the fire For what they think is true I'd rather die than have to do the things I do for you
And everything's speeding up to our extinction We're down to only a few with our ambition It's trying to kill us off, but even if it does I will not be a part of your utopiaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
