governd

Indecency comes frequently in a world of inadequacy
As we search our mirrors what images do we see
Told what to think told what to wear told how to style our hair
The government's corrupt this life is far from fair
Rules and authority are things I let elude me
I must rebel in a world what insists on stealing the honey from the bee
I will not whistle to your tune I will not stand in line
I'll live as an outcast an to me that's just fine