Broken

Right now I feel this world is broken She’s tagged and mocked for saying something He’s free, unscathed, it’s not a problem But things soon change once it’s their daughter Bothom Shem Jean, a man of color Gunned down at home ‘cause of a wrong door The one in blue who pulled the trigger Went with shoot first, ask questions later I won’t give up on tomorrow Start a fire from this sorrow I won’t be the one to follow I won’t stand for this any longer Right now I see a fractured county Embrace of hate and Neo-Nazis We’re torn apart by propaganda Fighting our friends just how they want us I won’t give up on tomorrow Start a fire from this sorrow I won’t be the one to follow I won’t stand for this any longer Let’s come together, make things last We’ll right the wrongs that we’ve looked passed And when the revolution’s ash We’ll clean up all the broken glass The world is broken The world is broken The world is broken The world is broken