PREACH! PREACH! tell them how you feel
believe in yourself and voice your ideals
but respect my opinion
your ideas affect my mood
don't expect me to listen
when what you process is crude
if it doesn't gel with my interests
you can expect me to be rude
if there's a point that I'm missin'
its not a point that you can prove
you're choosily choosing to choose choices chance the consequence's
if you think you can beat the odds go and read the bottom sentence then.
you're trying to make sense out of what doesn't make sense
the only thing ignorance defeats is the purpose of intelligence
everyone subconsciously believes they're heaven sent
I believe we wield the swords of Satan's sentry-men
seems obvious to me, its not obviously, they're laughin' at me
my cynical mind is detrimental to my sanity
you can not overcome what is meant to be.