Compromise - Living Syndication

You stand on top of us,

Heading way down and

We’re left with this feeling.

By your laughter I am Forcing it out

I am forcing it out

I have forced out

Throw your hands up Put 'em in the sky!

Throw your hands up Compromise till you die

You’ll compromise

There are a lot of us Somehow we get by And we’re left with sinking

Feeling that there’s no other

Option but to sit and take it all.

Comply