I say plenty   Insufficient   You say any   But not this one   You want me to pick a side   I choose the ones you left behind   All their reasons   Not excuses   Your suggestion   For solution   You want me to pick a side   I choose the ones your left behind      Im on the sidewith the guns   Left with no choice    But to make it alone   Im on the side of the ones    You hear about   You read about   You make us      Their reasons   Not excuses   Your assumption   Retribution   Just think of the way you treat   The freaks that you think you meet   Youre the ones   That are losing your souls   Wearing things    That they tell you are right   Just remember the way you fight   When someone    Starts judging your life      Im on the side with the guns   Left with no choice    But to make it alone   Im on the side of the ones    You hear about   You read about   You make us      We struggle in ways   You missed in your comfortable days   And you say that   Were ready for more   I fight in a place   Crowded with bad memories   And your giving me more   Than ill ever be ready for      Im on the sidewith the guns   Left with no choice    But to make it alone   Im on the side of the ones    You hear about   You read about   You make us