No Friend Of Mine
No one's born with hatred, it's something that you learn
How do you think the good Lord feels,
about the crosses you burn
What makes you hate the difference
of someone's skin or race?
You might think you have more rights
to be living in this place
I don't know what you feel, or have you lost your mind?
Afraid to take a look at yourself,
afraid of the things you will find
You're no friend of mine ...