Old Slaves

Wanna see my past? Look at my face
 You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face
 Wanna see my face? Look at my face
 Was an honest face, look at my face
 And this morning feels so close to the past
 For just yesterday, you were left in the dark
 Yeah and the damn oppression of them chains
 Still weighs on my brain
 Can you see what I'm saying? Look at my pain
 You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face
 You wanna see my face? Look at my face
 Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face
 With the whip on your mind and your mind leads your soul astray
 And you can see that today you are all just some murdered slaves
 'Cause you been thinking that slavery is just from the nation's past
 And that's the puppet masters game
 Can you see what I'm saying? Look at my pain
 You see them pains from yesterday, look at my face
 You wanna see my face? Look at my face
 Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face
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 Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
 Look at my pain
 You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face
 You wanna see my face? Look at my face
 Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face
 And this morning feels so close to the past
 For still yet today, we are slaves in our yards
 And the damn oppression of them chains
 Still weighs on our brain
 Should I sing it together? Look at my pain
 You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face
 You wanna see my face? Look at my face
 Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face
 Pain-ain, yeah, look at my pains
 I'll forever come from yesterday
 Look at my pains, yeah
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