Higher in money
Higher in religion
Yet this religious shits of my life
Had such a beautiful story to tell
In the darkness of the night
You once again realize
What is life after all
When everyone in life
Turns out to be beauty
With an innate sense of ride
Their colored skin pride
Their injured voice
In the darkness of the night
You once again realize
How you feel raped of your rights
You try to ignore it all
It still won't go away
You try to turn away
Yet it still stays
Once again it repeats itself
Like a story it has to tell
In the darkness of the night
You once again realize
Maybe something you missed
You try to look at the picture
Yet like something from hell
It feels framed and sized
Something that feels familiar
Like some story of my life
Which won't go away
No matter how hard I try
It will say what it has to say
Until it has written itself
Once again today
In the darkness of the night
Once again I realize
As I once again I try to picture
What it had to say