You were five
When you learned to bottle
Everything inside
To run and hide
And at school
They segregated your class
The sky shattered with glass
Shards of cruel
You don't believe in God
Not after all you've lost
Just hold on to your roots
Tell the world who raised you
'Cause it wasn't long ago
Millions of angels were
Stripped of their wings
Burned in their homes
And you are grateful you're alive
And you know missing one boat ride
Would make you a murdered angel too
Now tattoos
Are just a form of art
But not to you
Symbols of doom
You can't sleep
Without dreaming of your father's knocked out teeth
Your cue to flee
You don't believe in God
Not after all you've lost
Just hold on to your roots
Tell the world who raised you
'Cause it wasn't long ago
Millions of angels were
Stripped of their wings
Burned in their homes
And you are grateful you're alive
And you know missing one boat ride
Would make you a murdered angel too
I'll pass around your story
So people don't forget
The evil we can't repeat
In what's not written yet
From your grave
You reunite with those
They couldn't save
A better place
You don't believe in God
Not after all you've lost
Just hold on to your roots
Tell the world who raised you
'Cause it wasn't long ago
Millions of angels were
Stripped of their wings
Burned in their homes
And you are grateful you're alive
And you know missing one boat ride
Would make you a murdered angel too