All come together and form one linenDon't think freely stay with your kindnForce their issues their points of viewnDon't let them invade your spacennBack to the line timenwhen the lines are drawnnThey take your moneynAnd then they're donenTheir hypocrisy seems so fakenPush to the point that I've got to breaknnI'll take my finger andnStick it in your facenI'll take my finger and stick itnnIf you had it your waynI'd be down in my gravenYou'd leave me where we partednI'd be counting the waysnYou've destroyed me for daysnNow I feel so disguarded