Stick to Your Guns
Life in a Box
I can't imagine how terrifying it must be
To live your life in a box scared shitless of everything
You're the product of the world that's fed to you
You hate those who live a life you're not used to
You're looking for more, you follow a whore
On fire for Christ but your life is lukewarm
Evil and foul to the lives you dismiss
And I hate the fact that I let myself be pushed to this
This is a place of acceptance
Not a place of repentance
So save your breath
You homophobic shithead
One day you will pay your debt but until then
I'll fight to undo every word that you've said
And every time you lift your hand to cast your stone
I'll find you and shove it back down your throat
I'm through acting civil
Now you know how I feel
"Why don't you leave, why don't you run and find a God who likes you?"