If I knew it'd be this way    I'd do it all again    But I'd only change one thing    If I was give every chance change    I'd make it a point    To smile every day       So I'm cynical I guess    But whats left worth believing in    Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box    I guess its    Righteous making money in the name of god    Think about what's right and wrong.    The same gray line we all live on    Oh, Sing out all the pain.       If this was my chance to shine    But I have to think twice    Cause it'd come as no surprise    If I did not know what to do    If I was caught off guard    Sometimes your luck because a curse that you can't forget about       So I'm cynical I guess    But whats left worth believing in    But you try, and you try.       Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box    I guess its    Righteous making money in the name of god    Think about what's right and wrong.    The same gray line we all live on    Oh, Sing out all the pain.       The revolution will be marketed    We'll all just be pawns in the matter    If it comes between trends and truth    Then I will proudly march with the latter       Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box    I guess its    Righteous making money in the name of god    Think about what's right and wrong.    The same gray line we all live on    Oh, Sing out all the pain