What're you gonna do when they turn their backs on you
When every day this world subjects you to
A violent game that's rigged to lose?
What're you gonna say, when they spit back in your face
And when the space you take is wasted
No remorse beneath their hatred?
It's hard to make a difference in a world not meant for you
When you're ignored, not represented, when your space is only rented
You fight for visibility, but end up vilified
And every time you stand your ground they find a way to bring you down
We stop and stare, but do we ever truly care?
What're you gonna do when they turn their backs on you
When every day this world subjects you to
A violent game that's rigged to lose?
What're you gonna say, when they spit back in your face
And when the space you take is wasted
No remorse beneath their hatred?
What is left to say in place of action or disdain?
I've sought in vain the perfect phrase
In many a case and come up short
Is it worst to thwart the hopes and belief
Of what another being has seen
Or what they've deemed the righteous course?
I've sailed the vast sea of remorse
Waved hello to the winds of wallow and woe
Suffered in silence to quiet the riot my mind has awoke
Truth is told in the untold tales. Only time can weigh
Measures are better remembered in the steps that we take
Words wash away just as fast as they came
What is left to do when we take actions that fall through?
I've struggled and strove for the perfect approach
Lost all hope, and still bespoke
I've made mistakes in many a case
Missed the mark, still fought my cause
My mind was wrought until it wasted away
Bare bottomed bottles scattered the space
I've drowned in the river of murky mistakes
Couldn't be saved slinging proverbial phrase
Spluttered and choked until my throat closed its gates
Self pity is a taste I've sought to savour
Now I rinse out my mouth and spit without waver
We've all had our share of our own misbehaviour
We stop and stare, but do we ever truly care?
What're you gonna do? 'Cause this story isn't new
It's just another chance to feign our shock
When we can't be bothered to do more than talk
What're you gonna do
When they set their sights on you?
When every day we walk past living proof
That claims of progress are far from true?
When are we going to change
And act like victims aren't on stage?
How many lives should we see wasted
Before we confront our own hatred?