An Option

[Intro]
I'd like to make a statement
Which is I'm no saint samaritan
So here is my confession;

[Verse 1]
Frankly, I couldn't give a fuck about asylum seekers or their welfare
Seeking asylum? You've fucking found one!
Just what the fuck is going on, are we at war or not?
In fact what is war? The war against war
Armed combat, fighting for peace, what?
If I am wrong then tell me but war has no restrictions or rules
Why ain't the government closed our borders
When waging a war against terrorism, are they fools?
One thing I do know for sure I find beyond belief disgusting
Is certain groups can gob off, preach hate, killing
Our only crime's born here far too trusting
Where's the common sense here?
Even in defense, we can't say a thing
Without the rallying army having kittens
We have the right to wrong
The left wing's become the right but now broken

[Verse 2]
Advice was not to write this song
'Far too sensitive', 'come on', 'play the game'
'Have a word with yourself', 'free speech', 'freedom man'
'Self-expression', 'we ain't all the same'
They have the answers but what's the question?
And in fact, who's fucking asking?
Telling, whispering, yelling
I can hear but only I am me
I'm sick and fucking tired
Told what I can and cannot say
Fucking nigga cunt, punk bastard, spit
How's that for starters, eh?
Politically correct? Am I bollocks
I'm anti political, speak free as I find
I treat only as I am treated
Viewing the world with an ever-open mind
Mindless moron? I'm mental? Maybe
But there is something more sinister here
Government could never be this stupid
They exist by maintaining fear
A carefully created monster
Scaring shitless into submission
Welcoming waves of terror into our backyard
Handing out gas masks for our protection
A demonstration of aggression?
Remembrance day for the living?
Who knows for sure? Who knows fuck all?
Fuck knows, fuck it
Fucked up fucking fools

[Outro]
A calming stillness develops. The quiet before the storm. Time stands still as I reflect, wonder what might have been. Then realize now can never be
Seconds seem like minutes, that feel like hours
Days turn into weeks, I am lost here, alone amongst many. But victory is certain
Lost souls wander, dissilussioned, searching for a hope, a reason. The sirens sound again and again, in battle. Weary of defense, weary of defiance
Facilities for who the better world is no more
A fragile structure that is life itself, grieving but irreplacable
Mother Earth mourns peace, leaders address their nations, brief in the believing
The slightest glimmer of glory shines through their justification
Blaming, naming, shaming. Me? I am thoroughly ashamed. Please forgive. For I know not the path that I have chosen. I never wanted to kill, and I did not want to die
I am so sorry. A name carved into stone is now all that remains
Remember me, please, always