Hollow Point

Everyday there's a new spectacle
Another high horse to sit on
One more pariah
The crowd follows along
Relying on sophists word on what's right from wrong

Every person and place smells foul to you
Nothing is sacred in your shallow view
Like an infection you spread what they said is true
You ever think what's foul is underneath your shoe?

Everyday there's something else fed to you
A new moral panic or scandal to use
Think for yourself, stop running your mouth

You can't make me sway, I won't obey
I will make my own way

My thoughts are my own, despite your facades
I won't buy into your lies

A fraud will always crumble when put against the truth

Telling us what to think and believe
Control used as means to the end they want to achieve

But how can things get better,
When we won't be the change we want to see
The change we want to see

You can't make me sway, I won't obey
I will make my own way

My thoughts are my own, despite your facades
I won't buy into your lies

Every person and place smells foul to you
No matter what you do, I'll stand up for what is true
Go ahead and continue your lies and deceit
The only thing you'll build is your grave of defeat