Pride first
The divide is set so stay on your side.
Side
They never tell you of why.
Waiting for change.
Waiting for collide.
It's a safe safe good world, spinning along with us in colored dirt.
Indeed life has taken it's toll,
But maybe in our pride, we've have made it worse.
Am I alive, or is this a lie making a liar out of me?
If I can't touch it, is it real?
Waiting for change.
Waiting for the collide.
Waiting for change.
Waiting to collide.
This is the great divide.
Pushing us towards silence, now they've learned to numb our insides.
Disrespecting your perspective only adds to this dichotomy.
Pushing us towards silence, now they've learned to numb our insides.
Disrespecting your perspective only adds to this dichotomy.
Do I have to be right?
Do I have the right to be me?
Me, me, me, me
Do I have to be right?
Do I have the right to be me?
And do I have agency?
