I am not a moral question
My life is nothing more than a mention
On a platform stuck in a city where I lay my head.
You can’t break me down in sorrow
I’m as solid as tomorrow
Guns and gas will make me give it all.
I’m not alone.
My voice is always screaming
If you’re with me, we can take it all.
I see two arms in America
One is shackled and one is free
All I know is one is strangling me.
And I’m not alone, I’m bruised and broken.
All the slogan words are spoken
Give me something more than being scarred.
I am not an empty dream.
I want you to see me as more than a scream.