You don't have a right
Unless it's not your own
Except to choose and pick
The ones you might condone
We've got our modern ways
That don't rely on skin
It's transparent in appearance
But something that's within
Will we ever understand?
Drop the violence in our hands
It's no different than it was before
A moving target we've ignored
The tragic state will permiate
But we won't act until it's much too late
The words are all recycled
From things that we once knew
But further down the road
They will be reused
Political religions
We can't separate them now
These monumental decisions
That we've overlooked somehow
Will we ever understand?
Drop the violence in our hands
It's no different than it was before
A moving target we've ignored
The tragic state will permiate
But we won't act until it's much too late
Shaping your papers
Go on abusing your rights
In the end you'll just hate her
And still curse this blinding light
Will we ever understand?
Drop the violence in our hands
It's no different than it was before
A moving target we've ignored
The tragic state will permiate
But we won't act until it's much too late