If you leave me to be the outsider looking in   Then I am finally home   I have a name and it isn't guilt   That never moved me a single inch      If common sense and common decency aren't enough   Then leave me behind and consider yourself weeded out   If you have the taste for guilt and feed on lies   Then leave me behind and consider me sold out      And this sell out will keep screaming   With the voice to push you to violence   Every word proof you can't handle any different   Every blow proof that you have no intentions of equality      If you make decisions color-based and call that power   Then leave me behind and I won't say a word   I'll just wait until you kill yourselves over nothing   But flesh one thing's sure to die      As political trends keep coming, demanding godlessness   I'll just continue forward, my only intention all along   So look somewhere else for revolution   My disgust for details is nothing revolutionary