President - I Am X

They pull our strings 
The animals 
They blind, they breed the hate 
Under their wing 
We’re scientist- 
We swallow what they think 

For all you lonely boys 
I will be president 
In all you sons of men 
I can be accident 

Most fall in line 
They do the dance 
And salute the safest thing 
Bought with their lives 
Cry and socialize 
And throw all the beauty away