Lyrics of 'Poetic Licence' by Days In Grief
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It's time to give response
maybe we've failed your expectations
we never tried to be like you
just punk just free
and if we cut off your influence on us
your straight-edge uniform won't fit
we will survive
chorus:
It can't be worth to follow your ideals
just to be true
we won't stick to your ignorant rules
won't support your elite
And i appeal to your own values
a lack of tolerance might be
a locked door, lost key
and if you never give up your arrogance
of being the best, being the truth
you will get trapped
Forget that, i'm not that
kind of assimilating one
won't sell my soul to make you proud
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