U can call yourself the master
U can call yourself the slave
No looking down on anyone or the color they cast
Before you look down at yourself
You could be the reason you could be the disease
No more fucked situations designed to fit your needs
Stay behind your color line
The odds are closing in
Close your eyes sleep in the deep
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
Ignorance is not a virtue
Feel the pain the hole that you fell through
When bullets fly past you its not the color of your skin
Its the person that lies within
The bullets know no name
The bullets know no shame
Its the Pointing finger that lies behind the trigger
That never could weather leave you in the dirt
And watch you slither
Away
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
What the hell are u doing
You know the times are changing
Don't be a fool nobody's cool
Now a days were all fools
Here and then we fly again
In a world that's open in a world that's broken
We've done fucked it up
By the word we spoken and the words we chosen
In a world that's broken
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
We all bleed red
