If I had a church
I would have a place to preach
To teach
Am I in the right place?
Yeah, I must be
That's what she said
never looking up at me
Her eyes were fixed on something
that mine couldn't see
Who knows?
Maybe it was the American dream
I didn't have the heart to tell her
the American dream wasn't made for us
It was made slightly out of reach
by those who are out of touch
to keep us playing the game
so they can keep winning the game
and keep us wading and waiting and wasting
But I've been watching since emancipation
the lies they spread through every station
Land of the free
Yeah, it's free
It was stolen from a murdered Nation
of red men
who thought they'd found new friends
but in the end
found they only had new reservations
And when they die
just find yourselves new worker bees
Abduct entire African countries
Break them enough they'll work for free
Call them slaves
Give them all new names
From the cradle
to the fields
to the trees
to the graves
How is nobody ashamed?
It's like genocide is in the past
it's old news
But if our perceptions never move
then the old rules are still being used
I'm not fooled
I can see the truth
You can't pull the wool over my eyes
You can't pull the shame over my eyes
You can't pull the money over my eyes
You can't pull the fame over my eyes
You can't pull the fear over my eyes
You can't pull your hate over my eyes
I'm immune to all of your lies
When I am right with God
I will always see clear skies
When I am right with God
I will always see clear skies
- Justin Carol
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