Go
For every win there was a battle
And we all know just what it takes to win, takes to win, takes to win
To get the trophy on the mantle
You must enable all the hate within, hate within, hate within, hate within yourself
Come on
You have your reasons, I get it, I get it
How did this happen? You let it, you let it
Hate to say I told you so, but I said it
And we both know that this is fucking pathetic, oh
Yeah
Pick it up
Pick it up now, oh
'Cause we are more than the sum of your fucking parts
What the fuck did you tell yourself
When you were hurting them?
I struggle to see how you were compelled
To put them through that hell
What the fuck do you tell yourself
When you are hurting, hurting us?
We'll never believe the stories you tell
You cannot buy our, buy our trust, oh
Oh yeah
After the fall is when we learned to stand up
We took our shot when the gun was jammed up
Another martyr, another me
Another problem that they covered up nice and neat, oh
So put your hand up if you can't stand it
We feel the damage of their advantage
The broken families, the holy fantasies
We feel the damage of their advantage
