where's the anger?

there comes a day when you finally realize
that everything you've been taught was a fucking lie
they always said that you should always tell the truth
do as I say, but don't do as I do

where's the anger?
where's the ucking truth?
did you lose it somewhere in your youth?

sometimes it's hard to see the enemy
the left, the right, or the fence of apathy
the sheep or the wolf, it's a thinly veiled disguise
movements are worthless if they're plagued with lies