his race, this place, this phrase
«we are all the same»
Repeat, my head, you shame
«we are all the same»
i was a kid almost born
population sang this song
we were all, same nice world
but at the school i wondered
Why everybody is so ironic with this song?
why all the humans hate the neighbours they were brown?
Why hesitate, why try to stay, the day by day?
doesn’t makes sense, this is the end
«We are not the same»
Say NO, too slow, get ready
«we are all the same»
It’s time, to fight, don’t say it
«we are all the same»
now again race, pigments,
disagreements are the pest
to get placed, you are the best
now you have to ask again…