Hard Times

Cold, cold eyes on me they stare

People all around me and they're all in fear

They don't seem to want me but they won't admit

Thinkin' Black on Black

Strange creature out here havin' fits

From my body house I'm afraid to come outside

Although I'm filled with love

I'm afraid they'll hurt my pride

So I play the part I feel they want of me

And I'II pull the shades so I won't see them seein' me

Havin' Hard Times in this crazy town

Havin' Hard Times there's no love to be found

From my body house I see like me another

Familiar face of creed and race a brother

But to my surprise I found another man corrupt

Although he be my brother he wants to hold me up

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