Stick It

All come together and form one line
Don’t think freely stay with your kind
Force their issues their points of view
Don’t let them invade your space
Back to the line time
When the lines are drawn
They take your money
And then they’re done
Their hypocrisy seems so fake
Push to the point that I’ve got to break
I’ll take my finger and
Stick it in your face
I’ll take my finger and stick it
If you had it your way
I’d be down in my grave
You’d leave me where we parted
I’d be counting the ways
You’ve destroyed me for days
Now I feel so disguarded