a new perspective how you want to get things done/ it"s called freedom in the shape of a gun/ for selfish reason innosence will be forever lost/ it"s left unnoticed when torn souls pay the cost/
your twisted passions become actions/ your twisted passions you just can"t hide/
let her drive with hands tied on the steering wheel/ let her drive, let our ambition be our guide/
there is no shelter, there is no justice/ there"s just spite & malice, that"s what there is/
our common laws have quickly disappeared/ by a sudden change of heart the driver can no longer steer/
and I wait for genocide/ I wait for and with everyone/ when love is pushed aside/