Lyrics
i won t feed on fame
if i will make a change
You re one of a thousand voices, you re one of a thousand voices Like, they re feeding back inside my head
I ll step up and scream it i am dissonant, you re one of a thousand voices Like, i won t feed on fame
The things i could say that won t change a thing, and good intentions are not enough
In my head that all just sound the same, is welling up
if i will make a change
In my head that all just sound the same, i am not the same, i won t feed on fame
You re one of a thousand voices, it won t make the meaning change, and idle vows find the deepest pains
the things i could say that won t change a thing
i m sick of misfit beggars
If i will make a change, you re one of a thousand voices
and spit it out
If i will make a change, it won t make the meaning change, i ll step up and scream it i am dissonant
You re one of a thousand voices, i m tired of hollow hope Like, i won t feed on fame
Your way with words, if mine never made a difference
It won t make the meaning change, i am not the same
and spit it out
You re one of a thousand voices, if mine never made a difference
I won t melt into the choir of angels, the disconnect, the things i could say that won t change a thing
If i will make a change, it won t make the meaning change Hands, it s by my words and not my name
It won t make the meaning change, in my head that all just sound the same
It s by my words and not my name, if mine never made a difference
you re one of a thousand voices
I won t melt into the choir of angels, i hear you clearer than you hear yourself, i won t feed on fame
It s by my words and not my name, i hear you clearer than you hear yourself
In my head that all just sound the same, violence of color
In my head that all just sound the same, your way with words Hands, and good intentions are not enough
your words are weary
Your words are weary, and good intentions are not enough, the disconnect
with able tongues and easy outs
it won t make the meaning change
And idle vows find the deepest pains, i m sick of misfit beggars, if i will make a change
if i will make a change
it s by my words and not my name
With able tongues and easy outs, you re one of a thousand voices
if i will make a change
You re one of a thousand voices, in my head that all just sound the same, it won t make the meaning change
in my head that all just sound the same
I m sick of misfit beggars, you re one of a thousand voices, it won t make the meaning change
You re one of a thousand voices, and spit it out
violence of color
it won t make the meaning change
in my head that all just sound the same
You re one of a thousand voices, if mine never made a difference