We talk about nothing

We talk about nothing
And make it sound like pride
We want the fucking freedom
And God to be our guide

We preach about our moral
and our fight for ethic rights
We roam about politics
Then take the drugs at night

We see ourselves as equals
We want the records straight
We think we’re understanding
But won’t give up the hate

We claim to be the profets
Of the prophecy of hope
But world seems so much clearer
Dangling from the rope

The Earth is staked out science
We’re divided into race
The loved one is a traitor
and friend a mirror face