Breakaway - Death Angel

I say: To hell with all of you!

Self righteous chosen few

We are not the ones to blame

Now you’re lost and running

And no longer gunning

So it’s time for you to taste the pain

Breakaway

From the fear that holds you back

Breakaway

From the flock, and join the pack

Find strength within

And let it out

You’ve got a voice

Rise up, and shout

Breakaway

We were born into working class

Tried it all too fast

Been wronged, and misdiagnosed

Once trapped in a tragic web

Fought, lied, and slowly bled

We’ve changed since we cut the rope

No!

We’re not outnumbered

It’s a scam!

The great divide

Labelled freaks, punks, and miscreants

Cus' we don’t want their lives

Judge us not because we’re different

Don’t bother to judge at all

Our creative minds are relevant

And your opinion is so small

We remain, and preserve

More of us every year

You’re the ones who see it wrong

So if you do not understand

Just be a bigger man

And move the fuck along