We talked about love
We talked about hate
We talked about sorrows
and all the things that we dont have
Lets not talk about it about it about it

We talked about your fashion sales
we talked best friends
We talked about sex and money
Weve been talking about fame
Stop talking about it lets talk about our land
So dark so grave
Is it ever gonna be the same
Fathers in the desert
And the mothers been really scared
Brothers been stabbed in the back
And theres no one to blame

Who to be blamed
When its us whos doing it all
Do you think this stuffs gonna take
A Load of so many lifeless bodies around you to surround you

You should stand up for your right
Stop the feeling, never subside
But the black called white
Cuz you’re free
Free to be yourself
free to build your world
if youre ever gonna change
Change for the better
Change for your brother one another