Division
The father understood
Took the quill to close the deal
Holy bright book, what a nice book!
Then like everybody the child has to learn
every page to be wary of heathen people,
Cause THIS IS THE WILL OF GOD
They said get inside my boat
With a knife on his throat,
That's the way they talk
Think about it, don't make a sound,
WATCH THEIR BOOTS ON YOUR GROUNDS
You gotta learn to be civilized,
They won't force you to shake hands and smile, and
If you're strolling on the way,
The night may take your life away, you should obey
They want you to
FEAR, FEAR, FEAR THE CROWD,
Each time you'll go out,
You will RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
FEAR, FEAR, FEAR THE CROWD,
All breathed out,
THEY'RE COMING
Denying the blame,
I can see it has never changed
I am the child,
I'm the one who feels through your acts
They took all the guns out, shooting again
And again and again
AT THE SAME TARGET
They took all the guns out, shooting again
And again and again
AT THE SAME TARGET
Blinded by, all the hatred you can bear inside
Afraid by, this pride which freezes your mind
Can you ever see? Am I ceasing to be?
They want me to think like them
They want me to think like them
They want me to think like them
Now that I've grown,
It's my turn to BLESS THE CHILD
And time goes by, and people get divided
Thereby we were, born to die, BORN TO FIGHT
IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT?
IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT?
I DON'T
Denying the blame, I can see it has never changed
I am the child,
I'm the one who feels through your acts
I don't
Took the quill to close the deal
Holy bright book, what a nice book!
Then like everybody the child has to learn
every page to be wary of heathen people,
Cause THIS IS THE WILL OF GOD
They said get inside my boat
With a knife on his throat,
That's the way they talk
Think about it, don't make a sound,
WATCH THEIR BOOTS ON YOUR GROUNDS
You gotta learn to be civilized,
They won't force you to shake hands and smile, and
If you're strolling on the way,
The night may take your life away, you should obey
They want you to
FEAR, FEAR, FEAR THE CROWD,
Each time you'll go out,
You will RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
FEAR, FEAR, FEAR THE CROWD,
All breathed out,
THEY'RE COMING
Denying the blame,
I can see it has never changed
I am the child,
I'm the one who feels through your acts
They took all the guns out, shooting again
And again and again
AT THE SAME TARGET
They took all the guns out, shooting again
And again and again
AT THE SAME TARGET
Blinded by, all the hatred you can bear inside
Afraid by, this pride which freezes your mind
Can you ever see? Am I ceasing to be?
They want me to think like them
They want me to think like them
They want me to think like them
Now that I've grown,
It's my turn to BLESS THE CHILD
And time goes by, and people get divided
Thereby we were, born to die, BORN TO FIGHT
IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT?
IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT?
I DON'T
Denying the blame, I can see it has never changed
I am the child,
I'm the one who feels through your acts
I don't
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