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Switch on the TV, what do I see?
Yet another guy that looks just like me
Another picture, another story
Another tale, another piece
Some guy who got shot
Young guy left to rot
Lady got robbed
Some guys who got stopped
Open the paper in search of news and enlightenment
Met by some story ‘bout hate and incitement
Half the stories in the paper ‘bout us
Another woman got ***aulted on the bus
There’s a piece about young immigrants and thugs
Another article ‘bout brother selling drugs
Turn the page, hurt my eyes enough
Yo, this BS everyday is tough
It’s just me, just me
Yet again all the talks about me
Just me, just me
No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free
Hear a lie enough times
And you believe it for sure
Obstacles in your way, make you wanna quit
And turn your back on everything
Shine a light up
Brothers and sisters going get brighter
Even though the media try to demonize us
Need to wiser
With eyes wide shut, we ain’t gon’ get nowhere
So, man, listen up, raise your cup
It ain’t half empty, it’s half full, life is a test
It faces many obstacles
Con la frente siempre en alto hasta el crepúsculo
Nunca esperando un milagrito mayúsculo
Soy ciego a los lamentos de aquellos que se
Aferran a ser victimas
Blanco, negro
Creyente no creyente
La belleza de este mundo
Es que somos differentes
It’s just me, just me
Yet again all the talks about me
Just me, just me
No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free
Another day in Parliament, politicians speak
So call guardians of the land, protectors of the weak
Immigration this, integration that
Minorities dissed again, same ol’ chat
Open the paper in search of news and enlightenment
Met by some story 'bout hate and incitement
Half the stories in the paper 'bout us
Another woman got ***aulted on the bus
There's a piece about young immigrants and thugs
Another article ‘bout brother selling drugs
Turn the page, hurt my eyes enough
Yo, this BS everyday is tough
It’s just me, just me
Yet again all the talks about me
Just me, just me
No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free
Heart Attack
Diamonds
One Of Those Nights
I Knew You Were Trouble.
Started From the Bottom
Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
I\'ll Be Good To You
Don't You Worry Child (feat. John Martin)
Wanted You More
Baby Song
