You're undecided.
  You ride a fence but that fence divides.
  No side is still a side.
  A look in your eyes says I hold myself above you.
  You can't see through my skin.
  Hey, don't think that I ain't counting all the things you do.
  I'll hold a floodlamp to you and burn you in your awful truth.
  Born without a choice of race.
  Held to blame and put in place.
  See through skin and look at all that lies within.
  I know that this can't cure it but if it bends and ear then hear it.
  You, watch what you do.
  You've gotta unlearn it.
  It's a sickness that keeps returning.
  You need open heart.
  Enough of your joking.
  You're gonna wind up choking.
  Some words still can kill.
  Hey, what kind of friend would understand a joke,
  Could stand a joke so cruel?
  Hey, color's just another number tattooed with a blunt old tool.