No Room For Rigby - A Passion Worth Fighting For

Chanting mantras of an unseen power
Week by week the same refrain
All we do is sit alone and watch our
Lives go circling 'round the drain
Put on your dress, your Sunday best
Now fold your hands
You feel you're blessed like all the rest
By their commands
There comes a time when you realize
That never losing isn't living anymore
Upward we climb
To remind that choosing our own passion is worth fighting for
Sitting comfortably in our own prisons
Afraid of what we have to lose
Pushed to procreate and make more people
That also have no right to choose
Put on your dress, your Sunday best
Now fold your hands
You feel you're blessed like all the rest
By their commands
There comes a time when you realize
That never losing isn't living anymore
Upward we climb
To remind that choosing our own passion is worth fighting for

Written by:
Chris Vanvliet, Tim Snow

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