Cut It Down

Just the same old rhetoric
Culture of fear, a cheap gimmick
Hatred becomes justified
With the boundary lines you hide behind
Panic instilled, dread widespread
I won't rest until those views are dead

They divide us, because they despise us
We can cut it down
They deny us, just despite us
We can cut it down

You ain't a realist, you're just misled
Won't rest until those views are dead