how can you have a heart
yet you’re callous
you fill that application out
check here for malice
i hate being abnormal
to a world who thinks we aren’t formal
before my eyes

no child should grow up like this
no child should be left behind
we’re trampled by emotions
the world’s confused and blind
we’ve been judged enough,
time we judge the hogs, ravage the dogs
glocks they holler, tear gas coming
we’re not scared of a drum strumming,
everyone in line, stay on your chine
before my eyes

how can you have a heart
yet you’re callous
you fill that application out
check here for malice
i hate that it’s practiced
it’s always malpractice
before my eyes

- Introvator