Bring The Guns

I've pictured all the places

and relived those days

Days when I was just too dumb to know

People are just puppets

who can't see their strings

Fighting without meaning through a screen

There could be a story behind every face

Yet they prefer to live as they are told

Afraid of being honest just because it stings

Is this really who they are

Or who they seem to be?

Now all I can do is wait

Until my land is gone

Tortured, sold and raped

And you still sing bring the guns

I miss the good old days

When I was the only freak

But now freaks are all I see

Why the fuck you have the need

for picking sides?

And so blindly trying to fit in

And if it wasn't dumb enough to trust a man

They think they're bright for trusting a myth

Is this need for attention or wits you lack?

Be careful giving power

You can't take it back

And all I can do is wait

Until my land is gone

Tortured, sold and raped

And you still sing bring the guns