Firing Squad

I dont need your hope, I dont need your cause
I dont need your grace, I dont need your god
I dont need your rules, I dont need your laws
I'm not scared to face your firing squad

Well tie me to a pole and light my cigarette
I'll curse your ways until the day I draw my final breath
You've had your triggers cocked since the day I was born
I aint gonna be a fucking target any more