Scales Of Justice - Living In A Box

You stop on me

I step on you

But you pull and push me to the ground

Whenever you want to

Money’s in, money’s out

I gotta keep on falling over the red line

I see what I see

My eyes are not deceiving

I feel what I feel

A colder heart beating

I’m not giving up, oh

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Tip the scales of justice

You’ve taken my car

You’ve taken my home

There’s nothing left here that I can call my own

I don’t believe the pleasure’s yours

There’s too many faces hiding

Not enough open doors

I see what I see

My eyes are not deceiving

I feel what I feel

A colder heart beating

I’m not giving up, oh

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

The devil you know

The devil you don’t

It’s better to face him

Than to turn away

You know what to do

Now it’s your turn to play, oh

I see what I see

My eyes are not deceiving

I feel what I feel

A colder heart beating

I’m not giving up

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Everybody everyday tries to tip the scales of justice

Tip the scales of justice