Shell shocked and desensitized to the fight, the crimes, the headlines, The finish line unwavering in our sights
Tiptoe around the problems if the policies don't change we will never solve them
Don't ask the question of what's wrong and what's right
Our compassion knows no bounds
FUCK HOW IT LOOKS-FUCK HOW IT SOUNDS
We'd rather kill ourselves
Than be perceived prejudice
Stretch the rope, let the body hang, call the coroner, cut his chest wide open
All your beliefs go down a drain, on a stainless slab, while your family's still coping
Our compassion knows no bounds
FUCK HOW IT LOOKS-FUCK HOW IT SOUNDS
We'd rather kill ourselves
Than be perceived prejudice
Our compassion knows no bounds
FUCK HOW IT LOOKS-FUCK HOW IT SOUNDS
Our hearts bleed to our detriment
It is what it's become
Get caught slipping and get fucking done
Within the throes of humanity, we hunt
Make heroes of liars and jail those who dare to speak their mind
Where the weak become prey and the violent thrive

INVIA LE CORREZIONI