Party Crasher

That car crash last July
Really opened my eyes.
Is God trying to tell me
I was moving too fast?

Had to reexamine the world around me
And start to believe, maybe He found me.
Now I was never one to get religious
But damn the devil can be vicious.

So to the city I called home for five years
Sorry I went a little crazy
But my brain was a little hazy
It was time to do some party crashin'
And I might be a ghost, but not an assassin.
Power to the people, and that was only the prequel.
Violence is not the answer
But give Capitol Hill the truth
And that truth spreads like cancer.