City - Get Bent

The city’s such a crowded place

It forces us to look at the way we look at ourselves

Because who I see in the mirror

And the picture I have in my mind

Isn’t always the same thing reflected in stranger’s eyes

Make a catalog of all of my actions

Write it down, fold it up, and keep it in my pocket

Hold it close until I can answer the question

What do I represent in this context?

(A history of centuries of oppression.)

Because I don’t know who I am

Or what it looks like behind the veil

And I’ve just become a little more aware

It’s a sign of my privilege

That I’ve never had to deal with this kid of labeling

Take a train ride 100 miles north

Find the same situations as before

It’s a socially created relationship about domination

And a subordinate

And I don’t want any part of it

But everything plays a part in it