I am incomplete damaged and imperfect This world is not divided between saints and sinners Forgive me for being human I struggle I suffer I know what it means to survive This world is crumbling I'll take my flaws With me and beyond you Beneath it all... "family values" with national pride Will lead to the new cross burnings And who will be hanging next from that tree Who'd have my sisters stay at home To feed and mend and tremble? Their place is not on their backs or on their knees We look to anyone to make the trains run on time Then praise their shovels as we are buried alive The days pass by unnoticed as we choose not to see the bars Imprisoned for life while free to go With a key clutched in our desperate hands all along Beyond those walls I am wounded and scarred Isolated but aware and alive I alone maintain control I accept no higher soul I am my beginning and my end This is a call for redemption For those I know to have been led blind With the wounds of the forsaken I'm still screaming And I might stand alone with no one left to listen But the last words of this song have yet to be heard