[Intro]

[Chorus]
The blood; it will not dry
Oh, the blood; it will not dry
So instead we are trained
To just roll our eyes
The blood; it will not dry
Oh, the blood; it will not dry
So instead we are trained
To just roll our eyes

[Verse 1]
This is not a call for guilt
This is just a request for respect
The blood may not be on our hands
But we sleep in their beds
Oh we sleep in their beds
Oh we sleep in their beds

[Verse 2]
We are told not to live in the past
But some things must not be forgotten
We can outlast, but what's done is cast
And privileges are ill-gotten
Privileges are ill-gotten
And privileges are ill-gotten
[Chorus]
The blood; it does not dry
Oh, the blood; it will not dry
So instead we are trained
To just roll our eyes