If we learned from pain I don't think the world would be the same Haven't we suffered enough Between Christ on the tree, crusades, and slavery We've shed more than enough blood to fill this cup And we'll still kill you if you're born with a different pigment than the norm Cause we're afraid of what we don't see Maybe that's why you hate gays and spent all your days Immersed in pain, when it's love that will set us free If we learned from death why are we all Macbeth's Killing anyone that threatens our success That we equate with a surplus, like our stocks of ammunition Waiting on the next war to profit I like to tell myself I'm different, but I'm a convict of my condition Self medicating in attempts to forget You said forgive they know not what they do, but I've seen this a time or two No regard for women and a penchant for abuse So I'll scream out why did you forsake thee To the forest that lies before me As I wait, to hear the rocks cry out