Moth to the flame
March to the drum
What you believe
Is what you become

We all retreat to our sides
And give into our lies
Cause it´s easier than
Seeing my reasons
In what you believe
How I understand

For every act
There is a reaction
Can´t wage a war
Without acts of compassions
You can´t live in my past
How could I know what you know
When I´m not sure where we stand

Look in my eyes
Don´t misunderstand
Before there´s blood on your hands

Oh oh
I don´t want to live in this way
Measuring men by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life
It´s sad
But I bet you think you´re bad
I bet you think you´re bad
So bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad

Fighting with phantoms
You get what you give
Would you bet my life
That you win in the end

This isn´t a game
When I cut you down

You won´t rise again
So much to say
It´s hard to begin
The tight rope is frayed
And it´s wearing me thin

I know what I see
So many things you can´t tell
From just the scars on my skin

Here on the edge
If we don´t make a change
You can see where it ends

Oh oh
I don´t want to live in this way
Measuring men by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life

It´s sad
But I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad
I bet you think you´re bad

Oh oh
I don´t want to live in this way
Measuring men, by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life
It´s sad
But I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad
Oh, I bet you think you´re bad