March Of The Saints

Rejoice

March Of The Saints


It's all for show, that face, that look, that pose.
You know I know. So you can't put it on around me anymore.

You define yourself, by what people see.
Letting all their words make up your identity.
Not by who you think you are. That can only get you so far.

It's all a game, this gift, this will, this name.
I should never complain. Remember when I cared? Me too, what a shame.

I let all my thoughts get the best of me.
Act on what I feel, ultimately what I think.
I was promised liberty. Instead these chains wrap me.
Only you can set me free. I now take on this liberty.

I let all my thoughts get the best of me.
Act on what I feel, ultimately what I think.
I was promised liberty. Instead these chains wrap me.
Only you can set me free. I now take on this liberty.

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