Lyrics I Will Refuse - Pailhead

I will refuse!

Fucking ready
Please don't ask me
I will refuse!

Born as a blank page, we must pick and choose
Our destinations, and the paths we'll use
What should be sacred, and what will be abused
It's no wonder, this world is so confused

Murder and weather is our only news
I will refuse!

Your offer's tempting, but it's not what it seems
You take advantage of everybody else's dreams
You create the pictures by dressing up the scene
Push our hopes and lives into your death machines

Your point is not well taken
Because that's not what it means

I will refuse!
I will refuse!

Murder and weather is our only news
And I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
I will refuse!
(I will refuse, I will refuse!)