Settle from Passengers by The Racer

They don’t like the way we ride
To make it home, we race the night
Back to the place we thought we knew
Now every night I swear I’ll see it through
Without belief from you

You sit in judgment of a life
That is not yours; you have no right
But I don’t blame you for your view
The system’s claimed you, now you’re
Trained to do
That which is approved

Settle, settle
Everybody wants to but you won’t
Settle, settle

Does my freedom remind you, of what you held only in youth?
You tell yourself that I’m confused
Yet every night I swear I’ll see it through
For I believe, I choose

Settle, settle
Everybody wants to but you won’t
Settle, settle

Now I don’t want to know
Don’t tell me where to go

Tell me, who are you to tell them how?
Tell me, who are you to tear them down?
Tell me who are you?
Yeah who the hell are you?

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