Paroles de la chanson Treatment par August Burns Red
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Paroles de la chanson Treatment par August Burns Red
Stop turning life into a stagnant routine
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue
The more animosity you spit out, the less we want to hear
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue
Too many hearts filled with hate
Too many hands clenched in fists
Relax your grip
Open the gates, open the gates
Too many hearts filled with hate
Let acceptance in
We're here to say, the world needs more diversity
We're here to say, we're all so sick of your bigotry
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue
The more animosity you spit out, the less we want to hear
Maybe it's better to bite your tongue
Too many hearts filled with hate
Too many hands clenched in fists
Relax your grip
Open the gates, open the gates
Too many hearts filled with hate
Let acceptance in
We're here to say, the world needs more diversity
We're here to say, we're all so sick of your bigotry
Pay attention to the choices you make
Step back and look at all the hearts that you break
Stop dwelling on what happens when we die
Start helping others while we're still alive
Stop dwelling on what happens when we die
Start helping others while we're still alive
(Stand Back)
You need to look in the mirror and ask yourself
"What good have I done? What are my true intentions?"
It's your right to say what's on your mind
Yet it's their right to keep feeling alive, ( Feeling alive )
We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind
Step back and look at all the hearts that you break
Stop dwelling on what happens when we die
Start helping others while we're still alive
Stop dwelling on what happens when we die
Start helping others while we're still alive
(Stand Back)
You need to look in the mirror and ask yourself
"What good have I done? What are my true intentions?"
It's your right to say what's on your mind
Yet it's their right to keep feeling alive, ( Feeling alive )
We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind
Stripping your soul of everything that makes you unique
We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind
Stripping your soul of everything that makes you unique
We'll wipe the slate clean that brought them to their knees
Will that make you believe in the tolerance you need?
You crown your religion instead of your king
It's time for a movement to stand up and believe
Believe that being distinct is not a disease
Open the gates, let acceptance in, open the gates
Relax your grip of disapproval
We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind
Stripping your soul of everything that makes you unique
We'll wipe the slate clean that brought them to their knees
Will that make you believe in the tolerance you need?
You crown your religion instead of your king
It's time for a movement to stand up and believe
Believe that being distinct is not a disease
Open the gates, let acceptance in, open the gates
Relax your grip of disapproval
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