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Why am I always the last one to say how I feel
Its like driving down the middle of the road with no hands on the wheel
And I keep hearing stories about the guy who was killed while he prayed
Well you should go ahead and say it cause were all gonna die anyway
(Anyway, anyway)
State your peace
Go ahead and say it I swear it cant get much worse
Make a piece of history
A blessing from a curse
You can try and be hero but people keep dying everyday
You can keep earning money but your money keeps burning away
(Burning away, burning away)
And it feels like the futures always waiting on the tip of my tongue
Oh, like a cat holding back til its too late the damage is done
(Damage is done, damage is done)
State your peace
Go ahead and say it I swear it cant get much worse
Make a piece of history
A blessing from a curse, before it gets worse
You can try and change the world by showing everyone a better way
But the worlds gonna do what the worlds gonna do at the end of the day
State your peace
Go ahead and say it I swear it cant get much worse
Make your piece with history
A blessing from a curse
State your peace
Blow it wide open did you find you an oyster pearl
Make your peace with history
You just might be the one who can change the world
Can you save the world
You can change the world