Lyrics Sick of It All

Sick of It All

Butting Heads

Here in this tribe that we live in

Misunderstanding is just a part of life

So quick to blame those around us

For all our problems and things that hold us back

Nothing's black and white

There's never one way to do it right

There's no simple answers

Nothing's absolute, there's never one truth

There's just the threat of butting heads

If our pride could be different

We could be strong and agree to disagree

It's not a stretch, not at all

To take a walk, a walk in your shoes

To understand the other man at all

Is the only chance we've got