Tears and cans of pop, tear gas and the police
Races and arms, the backdrop of the arms race
When I close my eyes to respect the dead
All I see is red

Races and arms, the backdrop of the arms race
Tear at your textbooks for a page colored in peace
All I see is red
Breathe in the brackish scent of stagnant air

Tear at your textbooks for a page colored in peace
Is there never peace at no human expense?
Breathe in the brackish scent of stagnant air
Exhale whispers of hope to break up the despair

Is there never peace at no human expense?
Must there be blood to see red?
Exhale whispers of hope to break up the despair
I let them encase victims of ceaseless attacks

Must there be blood to see red?
When I close my eyes to respect the dead
I let them encase victims of ceaseless attacks
Tears and cans of pop, tear gas and the police