You're undecided. You ride a fence but that fence divides. No side is still a side. A look in your eyes says I hold myself above you. You can't see through my skin. Hey, don't think that I ain't counting all the things you do. I'll hold a floodlamp to you and burn you in your awful truth. Born without a choice of race. Held to blame and put in place. See through skin and look at all that lies within. I know that this can't cure it but if it bends and ear then hear it. You, watch what you do. You've gotta unlearn it. It's a sickness that keeps returning. You need open heart. Enough of your joking. You're gonna wind up choking. Some words still can kill. Hey, what kind of friend would understand a joke, Could stand a joke so cruel? Hey, color's just another number tattooed with a blunt old tool.