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Tip the Scales

Are we so alone, so distant, so forgotten

As we think ourselves to be?

These are our lives, but did they ever even matter?

Are we worth remembering?These machines feed on the tears

Of broken lives and dying dreams

We're throwing wrenches in the gears

Our lives will not be lived in vainWhen this is all said and done

We spent this life on the run

Judged by the company we keep

Our language buried inside

These lungs that keep us alive

We breathe so selfishlyPromises we plan to break are made in whispered voices

'Cause our despair knows many names

We make mistakes but we apologize with roses

We never stopped to smell on the wayThese machines feed on the tears

Of broken lives and dying dreams

We're throwing wrenches in the gears

Our lives will not be lived in vainWhen this is all said and done

We spent this life on the run

Judged by the company we keep

Our language buried inside

These lungs that keep us alive

We breathe so selfishlyWe fell from the sky today

We melt into balls of clay

We sell ourselves everyday

Don't tell me how to live this wayPushed so far to the edge

We teeter just on the brink

You can lead me to the bloodbath

But you can't make me drinkAs these machines feed on the tears

Of broken lives and dying dreams

We're throwing wrenches in the gears

Our lives will not be lived in vain

Our lives will not be lived in vain

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