the world needs a breath of fresh air
we're dying in here while their living
out there taking our chances from
time to time kind of feels like we're
buying time from borrowed time
mentally ill coz they messing with
our mind to them it's all a game to
play with human life like puppets
on strings we protest other things
as if we don't feel the same we
all staring down the barrel of the
same gun but who gone shout
"GO AHEAD POP THAT THANG"