The incantation for the different and the dead
Steve Jobs told us to think different
That motherfucker didn't warn us that thinking different
Being different, living different
Loving different could get us killed
It does get us killed
Think different if you're rich
And born silver spoon up your ass
Lucifer rising, protect the dreamer
The seer and all the different
Beware the dreamer who dares living the dream
Their dream
And because you have taken life on in a beautiful flight of feeling
Fellow dreamer, they will read us from afar and hurt us if close
And the Salem witches all had Asperger's
Or some yet to be determined difference
So they burn
They will burn the witches
They will burn the different
And the different have powers
Those who hunt us and hurt us will never know
And they fear us, and they should
They, the graceless, survived by our grace
Those who are different carrying those who are not
We pull them to the future again and again
We rise high only to plummet from the sky
Now tyrant, watch your world burn
Those who are different have lost their grace
And we make your food too
Poisoned smile, your judgement, your doom
Satan, show those who are all the same shame
A shame so deep it drags a razor across their throat
By their hand
Shame on you says the smile of Elijah McClain
