Look out. Somehow. We're on their radar now. They've got their sights Trained on us day and night. We're under attack. We've got to watch our back. This is no drill. They're playing shoot to kill. We run from the fragments That fly through the air. The pieces rain down around Everywhere, upon us. You can hear all the voices And see how they stare But whispers and rumors Will never ensnare the honest. They think they're smart. They feel it in their heart. They don't realize. They're just believing lies. They see what they want. They feel compelled to taunt. By taking the offensive They feel less apprehensive. Don't scream. Don't hide. Don't sacrifice your pride. But don't resort to Using the tactics they do. Be strong. Be fluid. Be immune to their stupid. Stand tall. Don't fall. Just stay above it all. Must outrun them Or confront them. Show no distress. They'll lose interest. Stare them down then Run around them Shine our mirrors At their fears.