I'm Sorry

In dark black on the globe,
Line of hate, you know.
Go to that place, where’s that line?
I’m sorry, but it only exists in your mind.
I’m sorry, but I only deal with reality!

A paper if you were born here,
If you weren’t, its freedom you should fear.
You can always apply, come surrender yourself.
I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be like anyone else.
I’m sorry, but I’ll be me on either side of your line!

Wait, what’s this? Your line is back,
Not just on the globe, in fact.
Cement and fence, wall of sin,
I’m sorry, but North America isn’t Soviet Berlin.
I’m sorry, but your wall is coming down!

I’m sorry, but I won’t submit to your hate.
I’m sorry, but I won’t submit to the master race.
I’m sorry, but I have compassion.
It seems I’m sanity’s final bastion.