You believe what you project onto
Your past taints another child
You waste your time in debate
Judging ink or a lack of branding
Close the door to any other way
You let nobody explain
Forgiveness is a privilege to earn
How are you the voice of the people
When you think you are not equal?
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
How are you the voice of the people
When you feed us lies to believe you?
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
You think that you need an audience
You think that fear will spread the doubt
I think you've lost your way
What you see is not completely broken
Outward scars will fade in time
But inward cuts remain
Forgiveness is a privilege to earn
How are you the voice of the people
When you think you are not equal?
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
How are you the voice of the people
When you feed us lies to believe you?
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
You painted yourself in the corner
You burned the bridge
Suffer the life you give
Who will take you out of the restraints
When the ink in your eyes has dried?
How are you the voice of the people
When you think you are not equal?
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
How are you the voice of the people?
You don’t even understand
It’s too late to sympathize
Now that you see the world through my eyes
