What am I supposed to do
With the weight of the world on my fingertips
I could try to do something right
And miss the mark entirely
Our neighbors are sick
Instead of care about it
You'd rather recite fake statistics
You're justifying the deaths of the innocent
I've been partial to distraction
I can't miss my chance to make a difference
How can I say I'm satisfied
For the ones whose blood still cries out
How can we say we love peace
And act like these outcries are a new thing
When I was a child
I thought like a child
I'm dumbfounded by the things that are now
Coming out of your mouth
You found a sense of belonging
In exclusionist prodding
And refuse to admit
That your allegiance is split
Between doctrine and a mob mentality
Do you consider that loving
I've been partial to distraction
I can't miss my chance to make a difference
How can I say I'm satisfied
For the ones whose blood still cries out
How can we say we love peace
And act like these outcries are a new thing
It's easy to accept things as they are
When the alternative doesn't affect you at all
Forgive my resistance to listen to ignorance
It's easy to accept things as they are
When the alternative doesn't affect you at all
Forgive my resistance to listen to ignorance
How can I say I'm satisfied
For the ones whose blood still cries out
How can we say we love peace
And act like these outcries are a new thing
I've been partial to distraction
I can't miss my chance to make a difference