Free Will

It's not some heavy hand from up above that make you late Recall how that night was spent Forget a friendly fate The world perspectives blurred Connect to a herd and leave mind black You could be the black sheep on the block And you've got free will to thank in vain Condemning acts a*suming that you're safe There's no free pa*s when you don't do as you say Envision an existence of penance without pain Just put your faith in god and those chills won't mean a thing You might dodge the bullet and leave that life a stain on the Sheets to clean, but can't condone the clinics free domes Tell me what's obscene in vain Cup of christ half-filled with grain A two strike count but you swing again I won't play the cynic if you don't play the saint And those chills won't mean a thing