Is This Hell? (Pt. 1)

I woke up with a rifle loaded with history Duct taped like a band-aid to my hands I had to learn to shoot before I learned to stand And I can't tell if this is hell Mussolini taught me ll of the trick shots St Augustine said that I'd make the band I learned to fly before I learned to land And I can't tell if this is hell The pastor's been mocking my religion I've faith in fact based uncertainties I don't need to know the gender that you fear the most We're Apes in clothes, with ideas that grow It's hard to make a good decision When your web of choices have been defiled And all comprised of a web of lies Oh, is this hell?... Oh, is this hell?... Oh, is this hell?... Oh, is this hell?...