burn my hair and singe my eyes,
i don't care i won't die,
blue in the face red in the eye,
choke me i won't die,
stab my back slice my skin,
i'll sit back and happily grin...

Alone in despair,
Awake but don't care,
Sense of agoraphobia,
I would show ya,
But the circumlocution,
Made us lose communications,
From the overtired notion,
Of who is right and who is wrong,
In a neolithic view of strong,
Indignation is the result,
Of why we're dumb not stupid .

No longer half empty or half full but perfectly balanced,
No longer black or white but a person,
No longer smile or frown but blank,
No longer question or accept but know,
No longer good or evil but honest,
No longer this or that but them,
One of the faces you don't forget.