I am incomplete damaged and imperfect   this world is not divided between saints and sinners   forgive me for being human   i struggle i suffer i know what it means to survive   this world is crumbling i'll take my flaws   with me and beyond you   beneath it all...   "family values" with national pride   will leed to the new cross burnings   and who will be hanging next from that tree   who'd have my sisters stay at home   to feed and mend and tremble?   their place is not on their backs or on their knees   we look to anyone to make the trains run on time   then praise their shovels as we are buried alive   the days pass by unnoticed as we choose not to see the bars   imprisoned for life while free to go   with a key clutched in our desperate hands all along   beyond those walls i am wounded and scarred   isolated but aware and alive   i alone maintain control   i accept no higher soul   i am my beginning and my end   this is a call for redemption   for those i know to have been led blind   with the wounds of the forsaken i'm still screaming   and i might stand alone with no one left to listen   but the last words of this song have yet to be heard