Take 2 shock value redacted

How did we get too this place -- Where a man can die just for the color of his face And I as a white man, feel so ashamed, to call myself an American I feel some how I am to blame I can’t breathe, we can’t breath, we can’t see - we are skin deep, we are stuck halfway between And so the fisherman gonna open up your eyes And yes he’ll take you, take you to the sky And yes we roll, we roll on with the tide But that fisherman gonna take you to the sky Somewhere on a universal plane All things like pain and age seem the very same I think you know just what it is that I mean Seeing this state of need and state of greed I pray that the generations of youth that will lead us into the future find a way to go beyond the failings of their forefathers.