I am not a leader of man
And I sit here and ask who
Will see things the way they will mend
And then they never do.
I want my little place on this earth
To sit back and cry
For the people that regret my birth
Until the day I die.
You’ll see the things I’ve left
All bottled up inside;
You will leave me no place of rest
No place to hide.
Running from your monster machine
Fuelled by your very own fear,
Of what things ought to be
If you accept what you see and hear.
I pulled the covers over my head
When I heard you shout.
I have tried to stay in bed
To make happiness throughout.
I cant stand it-
-I must stand up
For belief over fight.
You’ll drink from my bleeding cup;
I’ll overcome you, if only in night.
I am not a leader of man,
And I sit here and ask why
You judge me to the very end
Drinking tears of my cry.
You’ll see, I’ll overcome you
And your monster machine.
I’ll bring a light of new
Without a zealous gleam.
I am not a leader of man
But I sure am gonna try
I’ll put an end to your monster machine
Only then will I fly.
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