Political corectness offends me Delusion/ nothing else/ Is that forbidding words/ Will change anything/ On the face of (planet) earth Not afraid/ to speak out/ The truth veneerd by liars/ Even if it makes me/ Become a social pariah Political correctness/ Such a huge delusion/ A comforting lie/ For the mentally weakened Even if you could remove/ All words in existence/ You can't possibly/ Take away conviction So what if I say words that you seem to dislike, If I don't say them it won't change about what’s my mind I won't oblige to these senseless rules that you have created Some morons still lament/ That I have to martyr/ Petty little fools/ (The) source of my departure I can't conform, I won't oblige I still despise Because I... See the world as it is and it might not be pretty But too me this is no criteria So what if I say words that you seem to dislike, If I don't say them it won't change about what’s my mind I won't oblige to these senseless rules that you have created Semantic crippling/ To pointless rules they cling Where the fool is a king/ The word is disfigured So what is it you intend to do With my way of thinking? Is it enlightment long overdue? Or the blindfold before the silencing