Hopelessly hoping that hope will come along.
How about you close your eyes an realize it's not all out to get you,
Because what you believe, what you think, is the most real to you.
It doesn't matter if you're dead or alive,
Shame, came, popping pain pills,
For some reason forgetting seems to bring thrills.
And even though we're killing our own brain cells;
"it's better to be locked than alive and well".
We all watch as her body's getting stripped
Pulled her from her roots and saw her ivory get ripped.
Such beauty was made, looked upon the eyes of destruction
Stolen from her temple for our silly mass production.
You politicians are so sick
Because all the information that you pick
Just brings fear into another's eyes.
You play it like a game
Whatever, I won't cry I won't reap,
I just fail to see why my recognition was breached.
Judging is inevitable, that I understand,
But that doesn't give you an excuse to hurt another for loving a man.