Wronging the Right
Cynical Theory
I took a million mile fall from grace
And now I'm haunted by this place
How could I let it come to this?
I've come so far yet I'm no further and I am bleeding again
Why try to fight the good fight
When no one hears the words I say
It kills me constently inside
And now I'm wronging the right
Wish I could throw this all away, but that would be too easy
I think about It everyday, I've got nothing to loose
There's not a damn thing I could do to make you see I'm dying
Each time I slip I see the thousand fingers, I'm only human
Why try to fight the good fight
When no one hears the words I say
It kills me constently inside
And now I'm wronging the right
I can never be all you want me to be
And I will not continue letting you make me
Believe there is something to gain from what you see
As doing the right I'm what I making
I can't count all the times I had gone though
The motions of being but that's just not living
And now that I'mm seeing I started believing
In everything I've done, I'm standing on my own
It took a million mile fall from grace (fall from grace)
To show how much I hate my face (I hate my face)
And now it's all come down to this (down to this)
I've come so far yet I'm no further and I won't kill myself for you
Why try to fight the good fight
When no one hears the words I say
It kills me constently inside
And now I'm wronging the right
I have opened my eyes, I will not compromise
I am prepared for the long days and tears I'll cry
I know I'll be pushed down but I will stand my ground
I know I'll see this through, I won't follow you