World of Absolutes

Call it war or maybe the first defence I won't buy everything You sell me so, choose your fiction carefully Amnesia is easier, than living in a land of ignorance But you're making your fair share So cut out your tongue And take all your money It's just an excuse to say, we're making progress at the Detriment of those who can't afford The privilege, my skin is a burden If what they claim is true at all Yeah, I want to be different So give me some morе We live in a world of absolutists Feel my pulse and Takе my temperature Dictate my feelings and Give me a reason why I want to hate you Nothing compares to Your adolescence Is obvious to all Are you offended now And seeing red again but all I can think of is The boy who cried wolf, in the end And all We need is a reason to make our purpose here clear We're here for our recognition of everything you hold dear and more We made it this far but not everyone is as headstrong I cut out my tongue to save the all the world from ignorance Save the world Yeah, I want to be different So give me some more, more, more Have faith in the view of tolerance