Accuser Condemnation
Your world’s in a state of polarization
Condemnation, aggravation
Step aside or stand in line with crawling fools
There’s a snowstorm in your room
It’s summertime
And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality
From all the borders, all the fences
You declare your independence
Free, you feel free
See the triumphs and the glories
See the people tell their stories
Free, they’re all free
And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality
Like a hyperactive child you move
Like an old blind man you shoot
The smallest killer ain’t innocent
Don’t shoot when you can’t shoot straight
And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality