Testo Turn Away

We are only as strong as the weakest link in this chain
and I've been drained for so long by your complacency
What do I need to do to make you understand
That when we sit day by day we just play right into their hands
Guilty of silence in a culture of violence
Acknowledging lies by closing our eyes
Slaves to a system which makes us feel we don't belong
How can you tell me I'm wrong? Face it
Broken On The Wheel
Or is that just what I'm expected to feel
Victims In The Game
Yet the blame falls on us
For not using our voice when I know we have a choice
You'll never tell me I'm wrong
I won't turn away