i am at war with my absent mind fighting for peace and it's hard to find maybe tomorrow will be okay out of the wreck i rise today
it's easier to be medicated reality is i'm uneducated black or it's white and i'll call it gray out of the wreck i rise today
fighting political ignorance sick of this religious impotence careful i don't put it on display out of the wreck i rise today
i want your body- i want your legs i want your blood running through my veins i want you to breathe every word i say i refuse to live this way
i want to love the people you came to save take possession of the love you gave i want to believe cause i know someday out of this world you're taking me
i am aware that im not alone fighting a war a little close to home maybe tomorrow will be okay out of the wreck i rise today out of the wreck i rise today out of the wreck i rise today More from Waiting For Iris