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.