right do you have to be cynical? What right do you have to be here at all? Were you pushing us aside When you went away to fight? Were you eating from your hands? Were the bad guys in command? Cause you always seem to pass When the hard questions are asked Tell me how long it will last What right do you have to be missing me? What right do you have to be thanking me? Is the number on your back Just to put us in our place? Will we ever be addressed? Will the surface ever crack? Cause you always seem to to laugh When the sad questions are asked Tell me how long it will last Tell me how long it will last
What right do you have to be miserable? What right do you have to be sad at all? Are you aching from the past? Cause it hurts to feel like that Were you building a defense While the others built attack? Cause you always seemed detached When all these questions are asked Tell me how long it will last Tell me how long it will last
What right do you have to be cynical? What right do you have to be here at all? Were you pushing us aside When you went away to fight? Were you eating from your hands? Were the bad guys in command? Cause you always seem to pass When the hard questions are asked Tell me how long it will last Tell me how long it will last
Do you need to know the score? Cause it's knocking at your door Will the strongest stand again Pushing the weakest to the floor? Cause you always seem to cry When the questions pass you by And all you ask is why And all you ask is why
Compositores: Thomas William George, William David South (William South), Brendon Arthur James (Brendon James) ECAD: Obra #1292323