Well I only have but two hands
Each holds a canteen
One's filled with muddy water
The other is pristine
Some may have it all
Some will be always in need
But this universal liquid
Means when we get cut we bleed
Monsters all I see
Monsters you and me
They can point a stick at anyone
And lead you to believe
That evil is within them
From the evidence they weave
Media and governments
Any cult or creed
Cannot convince my eyes from seeing they're selling monsters on their screen
Monsters all I see
Monsters you and me
Me and you, you and me
Monsters all I see
Monsters you and me