Written by Fleet Walker
Produced by Matty Amendola
© 2011 825 Records
They're selling souls by the millions
They're lighting our torches a flame
they're forcing us all to submission
As they strip us our rights and our name
I would like to watch your face
From a different place
From a different place
There are two sides to this race
I'm a hopeless case
I'm a hopeless case
Now you got me in a corner, where there's no way out
And if I feel like a martyr, then you'd let me out
Now they;re trying to incite us, and they're trying to invite us
But we are the righteous
so they tell me
so they tell me
I would like to watch your face
from a different place
from a different place
There are two sides to this race
I'm a hopeless case
I'm a hopeless case
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Lyrics submitted by EightTwoFive.