How can you say that?
How can you call it evidence?
Maybe it's wanting while growing numb to the consequence
The woke mob common sense and you won't break

We are born ignorant, stupid is something that you learned
Spreading like magic, that dust that you breath will not concern
Confirmation bias trance
How can you be certain?

We might be wrong
You might be wrong

Johnny likes fire trucks, Stephen just wants to watch it burn
Amy's a princess, Stephanie never gets her turn
They've so much morе to learn before thеir break
Before they break

Life in an ambulance
Faith or doubt chosen on the ride
Time will change everything even if change will not surprise
The comfort and surmise
How can they be certain?
We might be wrong
They might be wrong