All the good that you discover
In people that you hate
Draw them close and pencil thin
Then they´re easy to erase

You´ve got it down just feed them lies
And watch them starve to death
Keep them crowded and short of air
Then you can take their last breath

I´d rather be insulted by you
Than someone I respect
If I don´t share the same view
It´s just my birth defect
All the good that never comes
From always getting your way