Just because it’s ebony
You make me want to take it to your
You’re trying to extract my feelings
Stress runs high, I can’t convey the
Do you want to take it away
I can’t even start to say how it
Blows my mind
I want to be musically the
Very best that I can be but
You and your kind
It’s a raid!
Raiding the factory
But you can’t
Take the music from inside of me
Lord, it’s a raid
Of the factory
Don’t take my heart
You can’t even touch my guitar
I feel fragile and so scared you
Know how I feel
You’re destroying what we made
It pains me to say what’s been going on
How am I gonna be making a living?
When all that you are doing is killing?!?
And killing’s a crime
Aren’t you supposed to be hunting terror?
Aren’t you supposed to be out on the