Lyrics: We don't have to drink the poison, open up your eyes Its in the air, its in the air Walking down the street you're begging to die If you're black or you're brown don't even fucking try
THE PROPOSITION The blood in the ocean THE PROPOSITION The fucking distractions THE PROPOSITION Don't look to the sky The way that we planned it we planned it to be
The scheme to cover up the truth by begging for the people to Put down their arms and fall to their knees Is just another meaning to the systematic breeding tool To fight black and white, confusion led by hate The lines that are drawn are blinding like smoke And the time for peace was severed like a spine Why are we paying the debts of history... With young lives
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We're paying the debts of history With passionate young lives We're paying the debts of history Silence is treason, silence is treason
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This day, this day that never comes The battle has begun and we've all failed as one