Political Correctness

Do you believe that at this time

You'll be understood?

Freedom of speech we do not have

And that can't be good

Words that you'll say get twisted and changed

If you speak your mind

Make your thoughts known and you'll stand alone

Hate just breeds in man's eyes

The power to choose is with me and you

The world is in our hands

We could be the same if we let old pain

Sink into the sand

All blood is red but they want you dead

If you choose to tell

Where you have been, what you have seen

Counts for nothing

If you judge on skin

It will only drag us under

Get it through your head

All this only pulls you under

How will they act when faced with the facts

Look through history

When things are hard, will they play the card

Their ethnicity

Always the same, instinct to blame

Those on the other side

But they can't see, essentially

We are all just the same

I don't judge on skin

But they're going to pull me under

I can't help the facts

Change the tune, don't drag me under now

No

If we're all the same

Then let it go for once in your life

I am not to blame

Don't play that card on me

Let it go