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Schism (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Don’t look at me as a white man
I’m just a man
Don’t look at me as a black man
I’m just a man
It takes a man to deal with ignorance
Prove that you can
Like having to climb a barbwire fence

Can ya tell me how it feels to be hated ?
Can ya tell me how it feels to be loved ?
Can you show me what it means to be respected ?
Or is the answer none of the above ?

It’s so easy to hate your brother
It should be hard
It’s so easy to hate your friends
Why ain’t it hard ?
Love and hate come in the dock together
Play your card
Love or hate can rule your life forever

Can ya tell me how it feels to be hated ?
Can ya tell me how it feels to be loved ?
Can you show me what it means to be respected ?
Or is the answer none of the above ?

Hating, fighting, lying, and I can’t take…
Bitching, screwing, crying, and I just hate…
Taking, cheating, spying, and I can’t take…
Hating, fighting, dissing, fighting, fighting
Fighting…
And I can’t take no…
SCHISM !!

Schism, SK, SK, SK, SCHISM
A house divided can’t stand

Prejudice is un-natural thought
When we were kids
It’s not inherited it’s taught
When we were kids
If we were blind and had no choice
Difference hid
Would we hate each other by the tone of our voice ?

Can ya tell me how it feels to be hated ?
Can ya tell me how it feels to be loved ?
Can you show me what it means to be respected ?
Or is the answer none of the above ?

Hating, fighting, lying, and I can’t take…
Bitching, screwing, crying, and I just hate…
Taking, cheating, spying, and I can’t take…
Hating, fighting, dissing, fighting, fighting
Fighting…
And I can’t take no…
SCHISM !!

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers