Burn turn churn, ripping through flesh.
The bullet keeps going, no prejudice to it.
On the other end, trigger happy finger.
Of evil of hatred, soul and mind split.

(Chorus)
There is a way out. There is a way out.
There is a way out... But it's hard.

Brick wall stained with grey matter.
It is black and white, maybe it is red.
Your victims await you on desperate streets.
Please learn to care before you are dead.

(Chorus)
There is a way out. There is a way out.
There is a way out... But it's hard.

You were me, my mirror image.
Smashed to pieces, because I am changing.
You body trembles, your eyelids quiver.
I see a crack of doubt, or stay deranged.

(Chorus)
There is a way out. There is a way out.
There is a way out. There is a way out.
I'm not talkin' about no suicide,
I'm not talkin' about no heroin,
I'm not talkin' about no homocide,
I'm not talkin' about no cocaine,
I'm not talkin' about no genocide,
I'm talkin' about Change, but it's Hard.

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