Lyrics

Raised in shame and fear
That agony is our triumph
It’s time to rip that band aid off
Look around
Hear the silence

It takes longer to build than to destroy
So here’s my answer
(Cause hatred can’t be the right fuel)
Say I’ve been scratching then licking my wounds
Ease the pain, I’m coming home
My children they won’t have to scream in a mic
They’ll open their eyes in the dark
They’ll see a light
And hear the silence

A cocoon, not a cell
Not like everyone else