Window

Let’s just say that all roads lead to Rome.

Decisions made will pave the way we go.

The way we take will take us straight to home.

Look out your window,

What do you see?

Do you see anything,

That could change the way you think.

Do whatever makes you feel good.

That’s what she told me.

Just look inside and you’ll fine.

Do whatever makes you feel good?

That’s what I thought you said.

But look outside and you’ll find.

She works he plays every day.

(Hey it’s whatever)

He drinks his gin again and again.

(Hey it’s whatever)

His hands her throat she shouldn’t provoke.

(Hey it’s whatever)

Her head his stick she needs to be fixed.

(Hey it’s whatever)

In farmers hands are nothing but sand.

(Hey it’s whatever)

A man with a load but no one he knows.

(Hey it’s whatever)

Pave our roads with broken homes.

(Hey it’s whatever)

Red light girls have broken worlds.

(Hey it’s whatever)

Big city full, the rape capitol.

(Hey it’s whatever)

It’s not my fault, she wanted me to.

It’s not my fault, she wanted me to.

It’s not my fault, she wanted me to.

She wanted me to.

What to do?

Hey it’s whatever.

Hey it’s whatever.

Hey it’s whatever.

Hey it’s whatever.

Look out your window,

What do you see?

Do you see anything,

That could change the way you think.