My soul like armor for my actions
My soul like armor for my actions, what’s a reaction
when it’s guided by thought that’s just a fraction
Science fiction, that shit ain’t real
Dig in deeper let me show you what I feel
A mind guided by society, I wish I could just lose it B
this feeling of supremacy, I’m livin that way constantly
Poser fuckin business men without no fucking business man
I’m sick of all this diplomacy, let’s just burn em all in effegy
Wake the fuck up everyone this world is not for every son
If you don’t stop and make a sound you should haunt another town
Where you headed, why you leavin? No. Why you here and why you breathin?
wundur
