@migu music@

There is a helpless need for human touch

We are smashed beneath,

On hands and knees, pleading

And it's easier to look away

And it's easier to believe what they say

That you might see my side and for a minute give in

That we are weak and we are suffering

That you might see my side and for a minute give in

There is a driving need to stamp us out

We are made to be ignorant and quiet

As we give it up for nothing

And we leave it to be taken away

That you might see my side and for a minute give in

That we are weak and we are suffering

That you might see my side and for a minute give in