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Domestic destruction Detonation Dehumanization People are breathing their last breaths But we will call it civilian casualty Bullets ringing like bells through the air Bones cracking like the whips we have "long since" retired A terrorist without the skin tone Or the turban Is called troubled We keep the death toll Like keeping score Pointing fingers But never at home team The flag is colored Red with our blood White like our pride And blue like our sorrow And you boo when people kneel Seeing them pushed down by the weight of the injustices we perpetuate ****** you off Because people died for that flag Like the unnamed slaves-turned-soldiers Who never had a choice when bullets littered their backs Dying for a country they didn't ask to be in The taking knees Doesn't honor that proud history It doesn't fit the status quo The picture of America the brave And home of the free(d) The freedom of speech Our favorite card to play Until someone has something important to say So build the wall ten feet higher We gave children dreams now we ship back the dreamers To a land they never dreamt of Ten feet higher We shot unarmed kids in the back Blaming the bullet Not the blue who pulled the trigger Ten feet higher We marched with swastikas held high Alt right Neo **** No, sorry White Pride Ten feet higher Add a foot for every black life that didn't matter enough Add a foot for every white ****** that walked free Add a foot for every family ripped apart Add a foot for every terrorist that came from inside this country Add a foot for every hate crime left unnoticed Add a foot for every transgender person who can no longer serve Add a foot for every injustice that will never be addressed Add a foot for every life we could've saved in Puerto Rico Red with blood The flag is red with the blood we wiped from our hands. Be aware Be angry
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Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 10:20 AM UTC
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Domestic destruction Detonation Dehumanization People are breathing their last breaths But we will call it civilian casualty Bullets ringing like bells through the air Bones cracking like the whips we have "long since" retired A terrorist without the skin tone Or the turban Is called troubled We keep the death toll Like keeping score Pointing fingers But never at home team The flag is colored Red with our blood White like our pride And blue like our sorrow And you boo when people kneel Seeing them pushed down by the weight of the injustices we perpetuate ****** you off Because people died for that flag Like the unnamed slaves-turned-soldiers Who never had a choice when bullets littered their backs Dying for a country they didn't ask to be in The taking knees Doesn't honor that proud history It doesn't fit the status quo The picture of America the brave And home of the free(d) The freedom of speech Our favorite card to play Until someone has something important to say So build the wall ten feet higher We gave children dreams now we ship back the dreamers To a land they never dreamt of Ten feet higher We shot unarmed kids in the back Blaming the bullet Not the blue who pulled the trigger Ten feet higher We marched with swastikas held high Alt right Neo **** No, sorry White Pride Ten feet higher Add a foot for every black life that didn't matter enough Add a foot for every white ****** that walked free Add a foot for every family ripped apart Add a foot for every terrorist that came from inside this country Add a foot for every hate crime left unnoticed Add a foot for every transgender person who can no longer serve Add a foot for every injustice that will never be addressed Add a foot for every life we could've saved in Puerto Rico Red with blood The flag is red with the blood we wiped from our hands. Be aware Be angry
Romhael
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Romhael
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Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 10:20 AM UTC
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