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You're undecided. |
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You ride a fence but that fence divides. |
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No side is still a side. |
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A look in your eyes says |
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I hold myself above you. |
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You can't see through my skin. |
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Hey, don't think that |
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I ain't counting all the things you do. |
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I'll hold a floodlamp to you and burn you in your awful truth. |
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Born without a choice of race. |
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Held to blame and put in place. |
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See through skin and look at all that lies within. |
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I know that this can't cure it but if it bends and ear then hear it. |
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You, watch what you do. |
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You've gotta unlearn it. |
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It's a sickness that keeps returning. |
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You need open heart. |
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Enough of your joking. |
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You're gonna wind up choking. |
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Some words still can kill. |
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Hey, what kind of friend would understand a joke, |
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Could stand a joke so cruel? |
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Hey, color's just another number tattooed with a blunt old tool. |