Imperio, Now I Own Your Soul

I respect. Our soldiers. The people who fight But I cannot respect the institution anymore. When in a society. You can freely say. That XYZ politician should just die. But if you refer that to an army official. You're called a traitor. When you know. That those officials Call you bloody civilians. And think you don't deserve the right to vote or choose. When you read the words of dictators who said They did not believe that our Constitution was ..Good enough?? I'm sorry. I have 0 respect left for this institution. It's not even just politics anymore. It's the feeling that This country isn't for me I'm just a civilian. It's the feeling when. Self titled 'army brats' tell you You owe them. For freedom. When it was _your_ grandparents rode on a truck during the night To come to this county. All the while Witnessing the slaughter Of those who these people call 'just civilians'? And then they expect you to say oh ...

I ask my mother why I am to stay in While no one asks my brother where he’s been While he celebrates being free And I am condemned by society for being me? I ask her WHY, My future husband gets me without even having to try My mother replies “Daughter you have to conform To Society,” But Mother oh Mother, I want to be the one to reform Mother, don’t ask me to stop, Don’t ask me to block, These views that you see as rebellion The ones that label me a shrew and a hellion Mother, these views are who I am, Mother, please try to understand I’m not angry because you don’t agree I understand that’s who you were taught to be But times are changing and I get that you’re scared I know mother, and I promise I care But there some things that I can’t ignore Things that make me want to scream and roar When they tell a victim she is at fault For allowing herself to be subject to assault Why can’t they focus instead on the who, not the why Don’t make ex...