I've got too much privilege
Can we tear my people down?
Let us build a village
And live off the ground
And speak of myth and death
Around the smoke of our breath

I can't imagine
The pain my people cause
Like a 10-ton Gatling gun
And every bullet counts for loss
Where was I when we killed them all
Someday, we're bound to fall

I wish I could say sorry
For the color of my skin
And that I wish I could change
The state things are in
I wouldn't mind if you wanted to **** me
For all the years of misery

I've got love within me
But moving pictures tell the truth
We need a new beginning
Peace is in its youth
Living for each other
Can only come from one another