First Song - Work In Progress

See, there's two kinds of people, people like you, and guys like me

We ain't got much in common, but we all share a fantasy

A world where we live together, talking and singing freely,

But all that is stopped by some cunts, dont you see?

All the time, all the rhymes, ends up in guns and knives

Why cant we live all together, talking 'bout the weather

No priests spreading madness, no preaching 'bout diseases,

Only you, me, and the world that we live in

Can't you see it, a happy place without people yellin':

Im right, your not, spread peace and you'll get shot

I dont care, about, some fake-ass scare,

telling me im mad, and the thoughts i posses are sad,

They shut me down, i rise again, saying loud and proud,

(short pause)

FUCK THEM I'LL WITHSTAND THE PAIN!