Apropos of nothing...
Be who you areIf it fits in the systemSay what you wantBut you might die if they listenThey think in the politics of gasoline and torture
Please only talk to me in the darkPlease only talk to me in the dark
Write what you willIf you write in a prisonSing how you feelBut you might die if they listenThey think in the politicsOf rosaries and chains
And its hard to tell the right from the wrongWhen the right is protecting the wrong
Be who you areBut not where there are peopleReality is taughtRight and wrong, there is no middleWe think in politicsOf money and ourselves