Texty: Metal Church. Hanging In The Balance. No Friend Of Mine.

No one's born with hatred
It's something that you learn
How do you think the good Lord feels
About the crosses that you burn?

What makes you hate the difference
Of someone's skin or race?
You must think you have more right
To be living in this place

I don't know what you feel
Or have you lost your mind?
Afraid to take a look at yourself
Afraid of the things you will find
You're no friend of mine

The Dark Ages are over
In case you haven't heard
And while you're lost in ignorance
You killed a mockingbird

Hide behind your bedclothes
Meet in some secret place
One day soon this hate you've brewed
Will blow up in your face

I don't know what you feel
Or have you lost your mind?
Afraid to take a look at yourself
Afraid of the things you will find
You're no friend of mine

Black and white and yellow
Living side by side
The children always play together
We taught them otherwise

All men created equal
All have human rights
So tell me why we hate each other?
No winners in the fight

I don't know what you feel
Or have you lost your mind?
Afraid to take a look at yourself
Afraid of the things you will find
You're no friend of mine

You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine
You're no friend, you're no friend
You're no friend of mine