show me your mettle
sharp fangs disheveled
I know it's in there
just past the skin fear
why choose domestication
farmed sheep generations
go along to get along Simon says
system's a guillotine
don't loose your head
what will it take
no line in quicksand
never too late find a new plan
one you create
a path of your own
choices we make
free us from owned.
Day Gun