Time doesn't erase the images from the mind
You never forget the violence
Time doesn't erase the damage that's been done
At the hand of your own blood
Time doesn't erase the screaming, the bleeding,
The crying in a place called home
Time doesn't erase
The feeling
Left on the skin
The hatred planted to grow inside a child

Blood isn't thicker than water
Your blood isn't thicker than water
Blood isn't thicker than water
Your blood isn't thicker than water