My life, is like so many lives that lived before. And I'm losing, losing all my choice into the whore. She's taking it away.
And I don't care, If we live or stay and if we die. And it's silent poverty may live and other's die.
And it's cold out there Barbed wire and red riding hoods She keeps telling me, Inject the shit the meat markets would a week from today
And I don't care, If we live or stay and if we die. And it's silent, suicide may live And I can't go out, it's not right That you think the color of my skin makes me happy. With my eyes as dark as the night It's a game of truth and you lie. You lie And I lie.
My generation (generation) Gots my racist nation slack My generation (generation) Got United Nations slack
What is the lesson? Why are we lesser? Now.
Waiting for so long for the underlined for the fine print under the table unset a beat for time
The story's set a beat for time The story's end, their beat for time.