Compromise, it used to be my choice Always afraid to speak or raise my voice Adjustment used to be my only way Thought everything would work out OK Frustration and well-hidden anger Anguish and force-fed denial That's no way to live! One too many times I turned the other cheek I used to hate myself for being way too weak I've reached a point where I must speak my mind Silence equals death, I leave regrets behind Frustration and well-hidden anger Anguish and force-fed denial That's no way to live! I will not bow down It's my turn to win That's no way to live! Now it's my turn to win!