Bloodstains spoiled, rotting in the dark
Children carefree playing in the park
Color blackish, represents the night
Sunshine brightish, offering the light
Your actions got me comin for you, got me comin for you
Your actions got me comin for you, got me comin for you
Barbwire rusted, holding in the pain
Knowledge churning, ideas flow like rain
Dying, crying, old men writhe and cringe
Brightly smiling, mom and dad's love binge
Your actions got me comin for you, got me comin for you
Your actions got me comin for you, got me comin for you
Wilted fading, flower of the past
Detroit muscle, stead fast meant to last
Wicked lying, country out of hand
Conscious living, time to take a stand
Hold out your hands