If you could read your history books
What a tale your mistakes can offend
Just like a civil war novel
The kind the library lends
When you reach the part where the racism came
The hero should be me
But heroes often fail
And you rarely read a book or pretend
Because the ending's just too hard to take
… I'd fly away like a flying star
Who gets burned in a inner stellar quip
Enter number two, a racist, misogynist to play the scene
Of bringing all the nasty things out in you
But for now, hate, abhor let's be real
It’s time to break in two.
The Side Effects of Endorphins 