We Become So Numb To What We're

Broken, Hopeless, Headed Nowhere Only Motivation For What The Dealer's Supplying That Rush, That Drug, That Dope Those Pills, That Crumb, That Roach Thinkin' I Would Never Do That, Not That Drug And Growing Up Nobody Ever Does Until Your Stuck, Lookin' In The Mirror Like I Can't Believe What I've Become Swore I Was Goin' To Be Someone And Growing Up Everyone Always Does We Sell Our Dreams And Our Potential To Escape Through That Buzz

When Everyone Else Is More Comfortable Remaining Voiceless, Rather Than Fighting For Humans That Have Had Their Rights Stolen, I Might Not Be The Same, But That's Not Important. No Freedom 'til We're Equal, Damn Right I Support It.

No Freedom Til We're Equal...damn Right I Support It.

Music Is Therapy. Music Moves People. It Connects People In Ways That No Other Medium Can. It Pulls Heart Strings. It Acts As Medicine.

Expectations Are Resentments Waiting To Happen