Текст песни: Thought Riot - Sign Of The Times
Poison free, now living life so pure.
Tell me, have all your addictions been cured?
When you mark your fist, whatжЉЇ going through your mind?
Is this your new fix?
Ensnared again, confined.
Transference of one addiction to another, you havenжЉ° solved a thing.
All youжЉіe done is change the game youжЉіe been playing.
Different equipment, the rules are the same - the goal remains unscathed.
Just looking for acceptance and the power that it brings.
Push your self to higher heights - rise above the herd.
Straightedge isnжЉ° the answer if the decision isnжЉ° yours.
Push your self higher.
Think about the life you live.
Have your standards been met?
Or have you rooted yourself - cemented in and set.
Projection of your addiction to another; the mind is a powerful tool.
Consume a symbol youжЉіe now become addicted to.
Just one of the pack with a pat on the back, marked fist finger in the air.
Tell me would you, tell me could you, if your friends were not there.
This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.
My life is my own.
This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.
Are you in control?
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Poison free, now living life so pure.
Tell me, have all your addictions been cured?
When you mark your fist, whatжЉЇ going through your mind?
Is this your new fix?
Ensnared again, confined.
Transference of one addiction to another, you havenжЉ° solved a thing.
All youжЉіe done is change the game youжЉіe been playing.
Different equipment, the rules are the same - the goal remains unscathed.
Just looking for acceptance and the power that it brings.
Push your self to higher heights - rise above the herd.
Straightedge isnжЉ° the answer if the decision isnжЉ° yours.
Push your self higher.
Think about the life you live.
Have your standards been met?
Or have you rooted yourself - cemented in and set.
Projection of your addiction to another; the mind is a powerful tool.
Consume a symbol youжЉіe now become addicted to.
Just one of the pack with a pat on the back, marked fist finger in the air.
Tell me would you, tell me could you, if your friends were not there.
This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.
My life is my own.
This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.
Are you in control?
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