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 [repeat]