Quicksand
Voice Killer
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