Tell me something that I don't know
You don't approve of the difference
You can't wait for things,
change to slow
Think you do, but you, just,
just don't get it

And this,
is the most that
The wool pulled over your eyes

Just the future your bracing for
Confuse, your, faith, with the right to shoot them down
A choice for yourself
You can choose for yourself,
but not for me

And this,
is the most that
Wool pulled over your eyes

You disagree so, whatever
Don't have to shoot me down
You never see, not, ever,
Not,
never try to pretend
Its just as easy
Its not your right
Its not your body
And if it was,
and you are the target of,
so much hate in your bones
And I shoot and you kill,
and you kill,
and you kill

This, is, not, your, choice