Armed And Dangerous

My freedom is worth every bit of fight
What I would do to keep, don't take it light
My walk through the maze of every day life
Those dead end streets that started with small strife
But for the trail of blood and tears of those
Laid in their graves by friends proving they're foes
Armed with my choice and my one way thinking

My freedom is worth every bit of thought
What I wouldn't do to keep, don't get caught
My walk through this maze of every day life
Those dead end streets that started with much strife
Blazing their trail of blood and tears from foes
Laid in their graves by friends proving like those
Armed with my choice I'm dangerous with thought