| 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 |
