Dictatorship vs. Democracy - Staple

Vicious cycle of life I find that I kill myself every time

That I look away from you but I often gaze another moment

Incited scars reopen, bleeding again

And they’re bleeding at my request

Freely given and we choose the choice to lose now we know

As these scars are screaming at me just why we’ve chosen poorly

Could this be our chance to see

Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?

Ride on, the strong solider, march to the dictated beat

Have you ever known how victory feels unless you have felt defeat

You don’t want the pain of free will tolen and mindless

Mechanical will chosen

Cherish the loss there is no concept of gain without cost

When I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise

The arms that pick me up convince me there’s no better place

Freely given and we choose the choice to loose now we know

As these scars are screaming at me just why we’ve chosen poorly

Could this be our chance to see

Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?

It’s my choice

I fall, and I fall freely, incited scars are bleeding and now I believe

I freely believe when I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise

The arms that pick me up convince me

Where’s no better place

Freely given and we choose the choice to loose now we know

As these scars are screaming at me just why we’ve chosen poorly

Could this be our chance to see

Why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?