jueves, mayo 03, 2012

Let Me Give My Life A Go

You might say, it's not the time,
You might say, it's not the form,
Well, I say, it's our right,
From the moment we were born,

You might say, it's our youth,
You might say, we're foolish,
I say, give us truth,
Truth will bring us bliss,

You might, say it's the weather,
Youy might, say it's the drugs,
Well I say, can't you remember,
When you felt like us,

You might say, these are the rules,
You might say, it's been this way for so long
Well I say, the rules are the tools,
That build the cage that imprissons freedom,

You might say, it's not that bad,
You might say, it's just a phase,
Well, I say, the saddest part is that,
You can't see it's all going to waste,

You might say, we're just plain wrong,
You might say, time will proof you right,
Well, I say, it's been so long,
Since time's been on your side,

What's so wrong with wanting more,
What's so wrong with being different than you,
What's so wrong  with having something to fight for,
What's so wrong with wanting you to let me do,
What I've got to do,

You might say, in ten years you'll see,
You might say, do it later down the road,
Well, I say, have a little faith in me,
Let me give my life a go,

You might say, it's not the time,
You might say, it's not the form,
Well, I say, it's our right,
From the moment we were born,

Let me give my life a go,



Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!