Rifle

I'm not the one who is pointing the finger

you hypocrite we're not true enough to be part

but I speak of what I have learned

I haven't a flag to be burned

born wrong

descend upon us you're only honest

but are you an artist or just a preacher to those who want to have everything

you told them to see

everything you told them to hear

we simply ask them to listen an express what we feel

born right

rifle me

playing on their sympathy

you're the one waving the flag

you're the one starting the war

we're not compromising or trying to conquer