Man About Town by Confessions of A Traitor

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Man About Town
by Confessions of A Traitor

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For every choice there is an echo
With each act we change the world

Would you choose paradise or perdition?

You had it tattooed inside my head?
Every memory, every last thread?
Bound by chains, I do not yet see
A slave for the request, would you kindly?

Bread to sleepwalk through life

I choose more
I choose the impossible
I choose rapture
We all make choices
But in the end our choices make us

The streets were paved with gold
Only anarchy left to behold

"Now there's nothing left to behold"
"Just anarchy left to behold"
"Now they're rusted, dark and old"

We're buried, deep under water
Little sister, I'm here to save you
I'm here to save you

I will be your rapture

How ironic this city was founded on choice
When free will here, has no voice

I see the ghosts of the past
The suppressed and the outcast

A flawed mantra since this all began
No gods or kings. Only man

My strength is not in steel and fire!
That is what the parasites will never understand
There's a time to live and a time to die
A time to build, and a time to destroy

The streets were paved with gold
In the end, their minds you controlled
We're buried, deep under water
Little sister, I'm here to save you

We're buried deep under water
Deep under water
Little sister, I'm here to save you

In the end, what separates a man from a slave?
Money?
Power?
No a man chooses
A slave obeys

The life you stole from them I will return
Giving them the one thing you wouldn't, a chance!

A chance to learn
To find love
And, to live

A chance to learn
To find love
And, to live