We see you feelings running dry again 
Who am I but a man that wants to die again 
Felt fine till you opened up my sin 
Sit back realize where we've been 

We see you armies moving in again 
A police action or genocide again 
We see the past being hid again 
Sit back realize where we've been 

Frustrations seeping in again 
We're trusting lies instead 
Of the truth my friend 
We see the blackness of your sins 
Take a look back to where we've been 

Our eyes read between your lines 
Your actions are as loud as mime's 
Red tape seals our lips again 
Take a look back to where we've been 

You make me want to stand up 
And scream I want to be free 
Never think about the unthinkable 
1600 and her backwards dance