Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tip The Scales , by - Rise Against. Song from the album Siren Song Of The Counter Culture, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 31.12.2003
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
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 vain |
| When 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 selfishly |
| Promises 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 stop to smell along the way |
| Pre-Chorus] |
| 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 |
| When 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 selfishly |
| We fell from the sky today |
| We melt into balls of clay |
| We sell ourselves everyday |
| Don’t tell me how to live this way |
| Pushed so far to the edge |
| We teeter just on the brink |
| You can lead me to the bloodbath |
| But you can’t make me drink |
| As 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 |
| My life will not be lived in vain |