Not Quite Sure Anymore

When you wear your heart on your sleeve

You can’t predict the evil web they’ll weave

Beyond any betrayal you can conceive

All the women you ever loved will leave,

I’m not quite sure anymore

What kind of insanity comes through that door?

A government that’s rotten to the core

Where are the past heroes I adore?

Now all of us can feel the strain

Standing in the demonic rain

In your eyes I can see the pain

It’s the elitists who are to blame,

When you wear your heart on your sleeve

Don’t expect sympathy or a reprieve

It’s for our liberty and freedom that I grieve

What has our society achieved?

The downfall of the west on a hieroglyph

I think we’re headed for a cliff

No buts, or maybe’s, or ifs

Think I’ve got rigor mortis I’m getting stiff,

If it wasn’t so insane I’d have to laugh

I can’t afford to hire a staff

We have a nation divided in half

Send condolences on my behalf,

Hang onto what sanity you have

Better use your spiritual suave

Just when the glaciers start to calve

Looks like our world is on the wrong path.