if I say something that is offensive I'm chastized for using my senses let's pull a white sheet over the world let your blood spill no I won't participate in your census cause as soon as you get what you want you will end it you'd pull a white sheet over the world is this the point where the first stone is hurled let your blood spill oh, what do I know It makes me awful inside when it's over some shit unfolds but I'm still bored I wonder if anyone will find the right way you prey on things that have no defenses takes more strength to protect then to end it pull a white sheet over the world let your blood spill why'd you wanna see, different sides of me that's one place that I'd fear to go, pretend why'd you want to see the world seen through me so distorted you can't trust your lens why'd you want to know your eyes bright lights though it's just something that gets so old I'd believe it with no proof I wanna see I had some clue of worlds around me fallin down let's start our revolution now