Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love

If you're rich, you hunger for money
If you're broke, you hunger for bread
If you're wild, you're bound to die, young friend
If you live in fear, you're already dead

Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of winning, victims of loss
Victims of payment, victims of cost

You got the victims of violence, victims of peace
You were all victims, exactly like me
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love

I sold Scott a shovel, mine's got two arms
They're digging a trench, right for my heart
They can't agree, except on one thing
They've gone too far now, they're too close to leave
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love