World of Absolutes

Call it war or maybe the first defense
I won't buy everything
You sell me, so choose your fiction carefully

Amnesia is easier, than living in a land of ignorance
But you’re making your fair share

So cut out your tongue
And take all your money

It's just an excuse to say, we’re making progress at the
Detriment of those who can’t afford
The privilege, my skin is a burden
If what they claim is true at all

Yeah, I want to be different
So give me some more
We live in a world of absolutists

Feel my pulse and
Take my temperature
Dictate my feelings and
Give me a reason why

I want to hate you
Nothing compares to
Your adolescence
Is obvious to all

Are you offended now
And seeing red again but all
I can think of is
The boy who cried wolf, and all

And all

We need is a reason to make our purpose here clear
We’re here for our recognition of everything you hold dear and more

We made it this far but not everyone is as headstrong
I cut out my tongue to save the all the world from ignorance
Save the world

Yeah, I want to be different
So give me some more
Have faith in the view of tolerance