SeeMoreGlass - Nobody Leaves This Place Without Singin' the Blues

Well I've got scars on my hands and knees
And I got a woman I don't know how to please
And all those bills piling up on the floor
I don't know if I can take anymore

An empty classroom and some empty desk chairs
I guess that's where I'm headed
If my singing don't go nowhere
But I don't know if I can make these children understand
That once you're a mouse I can't make you a man

When you look at me why don't you look me in the eye
Color ain't something you wear on your skin
It's something you wear in your mind
I may be white but we all bleed the same blood
For our brothers who died before their babies were born

Well there's an awful lot of wicked in the world
Women with bullets on their tongues
Men cheating on their girls
Sometimes I don't always do like I should
Sometimes you gotta get livin' while the livin' is good

Written by:
N. Phile

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