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I say plenty Insufficient You say any But not this one You want me to pick a side I choose the ones you left behind All their reasons Not excuses Your suggestion For solution You want me to pick a side I choose the ones your left behind Im on the sidewith the guns Left with no choice But to make it alone Im on the side of the ones You hear about You read about You make us Their reasons Not excuses Your assumption Retribution Just think of the way you treat Letras de cancionesThe freaks that you think you meet Youre the ones That are losing your souls Wearing things That they tell you are right Just remember the way you fight When someone Starts judging your life Im on the side with the guns Left with no choice But to make it alone Im on the side of the ones You hear about You read about You make us We struggle in ways You missed in your comfortable days And you say that Were ready for more I fight in a place Crowded with bad memories And your giving me more Than ill ever be ready for Im on the sidewith the guns Left with no choice But to make it alone Im on the side of the ones You hear about You read about You make us From Letras Mania