Can't break the chains
Can't solve the pain
Can't rhyme problem with reason
Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children?
Who wrote the Bible?
Who set the laws?
Are we left to history's flaws?
And if you're out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror
Fight for your rights
Fight for your rights
Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky, we're all slaves to time
No color's right
Throw our hate into the fire
Martin Luther
Brought the truth
The color of our blood's the same
So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race
Fight for your rights
Fight for your rights
Oh people people
Is the scar too deep?
You can't hold a man's soul
By the color of his keys
A tear o' blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...
Can't solve the pain
Can't rhyme problem with reason
Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children?
Who wrote the Bible?
Who set the laws?
Are we left to history's flaws?
And if you're out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror
Fight for your rights
Fight for your rights
Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky, we're all slaves to time
No color's right
Throw our hate into the fire
Martin Luther
Brought the truth
The color of our blood's the same
So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race
Fight for your rights
Fight for your rights
Oh people people
Is the scar too deep?
You can't hold a man's soul
By the color of his keys
A tear o' blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...
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Theatre Of Pain