To the stranger weeping next to me,

To the child crying herself to sleep,
To the masses of young teens,
Lied to by the corporate industry,

Maybe i'm wrong about this horrible, Terrible, Beautiful world,
But what if I was right.
What if there's no reason to all this plight.
What if there isn't a "Wrong" or "Right"?
Or maybe in the end I'm just crazy

The idea is crazy
That this society is anything but lazy
But I know that the voice of us,
Those who see beyond the haze,
Are gonna get to the ears of those in power.
Because.

I don't want to live in a world,
Where a girl can marry a man
but the two guys living down the street can't.
Where little girls just want to die,
And neglectful mothers let their kids go on and cry.

Where there's no respect,
Where there's no love
Where there's no wrong or right.
Where I can go and blow my head off tonight
and No one would blink an eye.

Where you can walk buy a man in need
and not feel guilty.
Or Where this is the land of the free,
but I'm not free to be me.
I don't want to live here.

How can you keep going and going,
and going and going and going,
but still with nowhere to go.
Generations and Generations of change
yet why did we have to hit the brakes.

Prop 8
What the shit is that?
You tell me I can marry,
The suddenly I can't?

Fucking two steps forward,
Three steps back.
Your politics are a stinging slap
to every different mind.
And I've had it, so join me.
Because

I don't want to live in a world,
Where a girl can marry a man
but the two guys living down the street can't.
Where little girls just want to die,
And neglectful mothers let their kids go on and cry.

Where there's no respect,
Where there's no love
Where there's no wrong or right.
Where I can go and blow my head off tonight
and No one would blink an eye.

Where you can walk buy a man in need
and not feel guilty.
Or Where this is the land of the free,
but I'm not free to be me.
I don't want to live here.

So tell Me America,
If you think I'm crazy.
I don't give a fuck
cuz I know you'll sooner or later
run out of luck.

And It'll be me and my people,
ready to charge
and make this ugly world ours.

Still think I'm crazy?
Good.