Visceral
Is it something visceral?
The way we're deprived, of basic ways to define
Ourselves is tragical
You take it so hard that we just don't look the part
But I believe that we can change it
This incessant hopping of the stereotypes
I think you're down right lying
If you claim to know people you've never met
I know it's b-b-basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
I know it's basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
You're screwing up the calling fears
Stealing from your righteous fears
Scaling up the struggle shield
Maybe we're too sensitive
We go around in circles, and we make ourselves nauseous
Counterfactual
You meant nothing by it, we must deal with the tire
But then what if it's just plain wrong?
This incessant pointing to your dress
Or ways you chose to cut your hair
What if we awarded just a bit more more slack
I know it's b-b-basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
You're screwing up the calling fears
Stealing from your righteous fears
Scaling up the struggle shield
The way we're deprived, of basic ways to define
Ourselves is tragical
You take it so hard that we just don't look the part
But I believe that we can change it
This incessant hopping of the stereotypes
I think you're down right lying
If you claim to know people you've never met
I know it's b-b-basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
I know it's basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
You're screwing up the calling fears
Stealing from your righteous fears
Scaling up the struggle shield
Maybe we're too sensitive
We go around in circles, and we make ourselves nauseous
Counterfactual
You meant nothing by it, we must deal with the tire
But then what if it's just plain wrong?
This incessant pointing to your dress
Or ways you chose to cut your hair
What if we awarded just a bit more more slack
I know it's b-b-basic
But somehow some people haven't n-n-n-nailed it
That we are in-di-vi-duals with individual taste it
Doesn't matter what color or r-r-r-race you are
Or where you're from
You're screwing up the calling fears
Stealing from your righteous fears
Scaling up the struggle shield
Credits
Writer(s): Jarle Bernhoft, Nicolay Svennaes, Eivind Helgerod
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