Willful State Of Denial
Don't make a commotion
Don't you make a sound
But how does it all fall
Neatly to the ground?
I say
It is conspiracy
Can't you see what I see?
Fabricated answers
Evidence ignored
Maybe just an evil way
To call us all to war
They say
You're un-American
If you keep questioning
But I cannot stand by
In a willful state of denial
I really hope that I'm the one
Who's been deceived
But sometimes the awful truth
Is harder to believe
It's still a mystery
With inconsistencies
And I cannot stand by
In a willful state of denial
I can see the wedge
I can see the pinch
It's right in front of me
It is conspiracy